April is national poetry month… a month to read, write, and cherish poetry.
My friend Cybele posted this poem on Facebook, it’s from a fitting room door in a shop on Sanibel Island. (which by the way, when I googled, is now on my list of places to visit). It was written by Bernadette Noll.
I want to enjoy the journey and always remember that if you give the ocean something breakable it will turn it into something beautiful.
Last night when I got home from work, I arrived to the devastating news that Notre Dame was burning. At first I didn’t believe it, or thought that it was a minor fire that could be put out. But then I watched the news and my heart sank. I remembered back to my Europe trip with my girlfriends, and how much I loved that old gothic majestic, beautiful cathedral, how it’s gargoyles jutted out into the sky, and the spire transcended time. It was a beauty I took for granted, and it’s so sad to see it fall to ashes. I’m hoping that it will be restored to its original beauty, perhaps in a different form, but still in its place.