Thursday, July 13, 2006

Waltzing Under The Moon

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"Lost love is still love. It takes a different form that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it. ....Life has to end....Love doesn't." Mitch Ablom


At 10:12 PM, Blogger Lorijayne said...

Heather, I am speechless. This is utterly marvelous!

At 2:33 AM, Blogger Imogen Crest said...

What a beautiful post. I love Mitch Albom's work. Dreamy and wonderful imagery, Heather. Warmest hugs to you both, still dancing.

At 3:25 AM, Blogger faucon of Sakin'el said...

Yes -- Yes!


At 4:51 AM, Blogger Gail Kavanagh said...

Yes - just lovely.

At 5:05 AM, Blogger faucon of Sakin'el said...

On reflection, for me this is your finest work --
in balance with the Enchantresse and the Steeds,

and as you dance with life,
I am called to dance with thee.


At 7:04 AM, Blogger Vi Jones said...

Oh, Heather, this is just beautiful. Memories are indeed everlasting. They transcend mortal life.


At 2:49 PM, Blogger Believer said...

At such a time as this, love dances with courage and beauty.

At 9:29 PM, Anonymous Susan Preston said...

Memories can make great partners,the trick of course,is remembering the right ones!Just like real life I suppose! Wonderful memories make great stories and help others live better lives! Susan Preston


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