I am enjoying a novel titled Gap Creek.
The author is Robert Morgan.
It is full of "hidden" messages and I am about to
start re-reading it with my yellow highlighter in hand.
I could so relate to this passage. It reminded me of the
day my Dad passed away. I walked out of the hospital
to find a beautiful, sunny day - it was 12 noon and
I saw school buses driving by ...
"It was the prettiest night you ever saw, with the moonlight slanting
on the creek and dew sparkling in the grass. The mountains rose like
shadows ahead of us.....it was the first time I ever noticed how the
way the world looks don't have a thing to do with what's going on with
people."
Just thought I'd share.
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