A strange soft glow touched my eyelids as I opened my eyes this morning. Sunrise through storm clouds. The sound of thunder rattling windows filled with the day’s surreal first light. And then the rain came…dancing droplets reflecting golden light against an inky sky. There was no rainbow, no colorful symbol of hope. Instead I was blessed with a message….During our darkest moments, behind our cloudiest days, a ray of light shines…..
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I have always loved the written word. As a child I devoured books. I have always found solace in reading and writing. Due to illness, I spend much of my time at home, exploring the world from my bedroom. Writing, sharing my own words, and reading those of others, is my preferred communication with the outside world. It is my adventure, it is my catharsis, it is my connection. View all posts by cyndigowords