Reflections This Easter Week

perhaps too naive, but i just love light as a child i was oft afraid of the dark, the real reason? our servants told us as kids every night before bedtime, stories about the creeps, actually terrifying, but as a child you only thought it was scary, there was always light in my nursery, my mother took care of that, now she's gone she was my light, she left our tight family and went to God's home, to His Light, since then God gave me The Light, He IS my Light, i walk in this light and enjoy His light ever since, i feel deeply connected to God and to my beloved mother Post narration: although it has been a long time, i'm still tinged with grief, my beloved mother died three days after EasterDay i respect humbly God's way. © Sylvia Frances Chan Reflections this Easter week 2021