Amen to freedom, and Sunday mornings...

On the morn of a 10 year anniversary, of a terrible act of war, I woke with my love drenched in the peace of Spring's sunshine through our curtains.  

I said a prayer for everyone in my life that I could think of - and then a general prayer for everyone I could hardly bear to think of, and too often forget to think of, who suffered, and those who continue to suffer and serve as a result of 9/11.

I sat quietly lots of times today with my head bowed,
and gave a little piece of my heart for them all.

And remembered that love is stronger than hated,

Love wins in the end,

Amen to freedom!

And to Sunday mornings.

Shell xx