finding solace through creativity

I still believe in summer days

The seasons always change

And life will find a way.

I'll be your harvester of light

And send it out tonight

So we can start again

Is love alive?

Is love alive?

Is love alive?

Winter Song lyrics

I had to let go of my beloved sister last month, as she succombed to infection after organ transplant. I miss hearing her voice on the other side of the phone so much . . . she always had time for me. But my lover for her is still is alive. She taught me never to give up.

So I'm still creating . . . after finding the postcrossing website I'm mailing off this post card to an address I got from the site. Users log in the post card they get. Then the original sender gets back a post card from another person - a third user who got his or her address. I like the idea of mail circling the globe like that:)