Thursday, September 16, 2010

The Promise.

Dear friend,

I promise, never to forget the beauty in this life, which shows itself when I miss you most, and especially then, when you return.  

The crinkled edges of a lilly in bloom, the smell of her perfume filling the home...

Never will I stop my marvelling at the little "press-stud" seeds on, and the brilliant red of a strawberry.  The sweetness they provide (especially when eaten with breakfast).  They are a medicine for loneliness.

Not ever will I cease to be amazed by the ever growing person inside me, whom I know, and love, and cannot wait for us to meet.

This is the theme song of my days while you're gone.  I will make my work into art.  Whatever I do will be done with joy to the Lord, I will make a study of overcoming fear and weakness.

I will enjoy the long days, the sore feet, the cold nights, the company of our children.  And always hold a place for you, in my heart.


Shell xx


  1. Aw, you are so lovely..beyond words I could write here!

    Glorious photographs, my friend. You ARE beauty.

    I cannot wait to meet your little one! Do you have names thought of?

    Love n' Hugs!!

  2. I love you Shell. I love your blog, I love your photos, I love your honesty and insight, I love your music and choice of music and I love you! What a blessing you are to me, thankyou!

  3. Beautiful Shell. Just beautiful. As you are. xx

  4. Oh, I'm gushing at the kindness! Thank you, a thousand thank yous!

  5. Oh Shell, your promise is so precious, so full of truth... I can't begin to tell you how much I look up to you and admire your faith and courage and beauty. Love your not-so-far-away friend x

  6. Oh friend, when are you coming over for tea?


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