The Smoke Curled Upwards
As I blew out mom’s candle last night (I burn her candle on special occasions such as her birthday and anniversaries), I spoke the words I usually speak in prayer, “though I extinguish this candle, may its flame glow all…
As I blew out mom’s candle last night (I burn her candle on special occasions such as her birthday and anniversaries), I spoke the words I usually speak in prayer, “though I extinguish this candle, may its flame glow all…
Like a dead seed planted into fertile soil, death itself is not permanent – only a transition from one life to the next.