Yesterday I bought a drinks coaster and a ring/earring dish, both with the letter D on (D for David). I am completely obsessed and still besotted with my man. Everywhere I look in our home there is a photo or some other memento. He completely surrounds my world, inside and out and I wouldn't have it any other way. Isn't love powerful? Isn't love beautiful?
The Power of Love
Certainly the most powerful emotion of them all.That's why it can never be destroyed.Just get's stronger and stronger xx
Hi Kate, yes, love is so very beautiful. Realisation as to just how powerful love is...the golden thread that bound us will take some untangling...not that I want to be free, like you, he remains my everything.
I can remember the saying 'Love Is" ... Love is....forever and a day, xx
I asked for 1 Corinthians 13 to be the reading at Eileen’s Funeral. I am normally a bit precious about this passage, preferring the Authorised Version which refers to Faith, Hope and Charity.
However, most later versions render “charity” as “love.” Going against my usual preference I asked for a later version, as I did not want anybody in the congregation to misunderstand the power of love, which this biblical text celebrates.
Love, and forgiveness, the two most powerful emotions and sentiments.
Hello Edwin. I too had the reading 1 Corinthians 13 at my husband's funeral. In fact someone said a few days later that they had never been to a funeral so full of love.
That is nice.
Yes, totally agree Crazy Kate. I love my Ian more than ever, and love to surround myself with his pics and things.
The power of love
A force from above
Cleaning my soul
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire
Purge the soul
Make love your goal.
The power of love is a curious thing
Makes a one man weep makes another man sing
Change a heart to a little white dove
More than a feeling,that’s the power of love
I feel that Roy is within me still guiding me and advising me,today I feel so close to him.I am mentally and physically in a bad state at the moment but I can feel him willing me to hang in there,I feel close to breaking but I do think he is keeping me just about floating.This is the last line from a beautiful poem that my counsellor gave me,it has me in bits every time I read it,but I think worth sharing:Be still.Close your eyes.Breathe.Listen for my footfall in your heart.I am not gone but merely walk within you. xxx