Faded Jeans Living

As I sit and drink my morning coffee, listening to the crow’s song outside, my gaze drifts to the couch. There, I see my Grandpa Dwight, Grandma Wylie, Aunt Audrey, and my dad, all lovingly smiling at me. Though they’ve passed on, their presence feels tangible, like a scene from a Harry Potter movie.

I am grateful for the loving goodness they bestowed upon me. That energy is eternal, living within me and moving from one soul to another. It’s a beautiful legacy, infinite and enduring.

Have a wonderful Sunday!

Dwight🦋