I don't want to leave. This snug little existence, is simply too beautiful, too peaceful, too secure to throw myself back, into the world from whence I came. I'm storing up moments, to carry me through, faces, smells and scurrying of feet, sounds that once scared me, sounds that tell me I'm home. I'm trying not to think, not to ponder what we'll miss, leave invitation sat upon the shelf. I refuse to give a sad count down, quite the contrary, I'm celebrating the final 12 sunsets, 12 the number of completeness, this 12 is a cross section of my life. 12 days packed with goodbyes, packed with last minute events, exhausting, loving, including, memory bribes for our return. And as we leave, as the final sunset falls, the final sleep is awoken from, We'll fly back to that place, the one I never wanted to leave. | 2 more days to come! |
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The other siteWho is GfeefGfeef is the name that my writings have been under for some years. As far as I know it's unique to me. Originally from the UK, I now live in Serbia but continue to have a passion for childrens and youth ministry. Archives
October 2014
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