Secrets

Throughout my life I have wanted to know the nature of the universe.  I have worked so hard to look for intricacies and clues that would show me something, anything.  I hoped that maybe I was special and that whatever controlled the universe would whisper to me its secrets.  It was only after growing a little older that I realized that the secrets of the universe are meant to be just that… secrets.  All I need to do is continue to go through my life and strive hard to be the best I can and slowly I will come to know that there are no secrets.  Everything is there in front of us as long as we open our eyes and allow ourselves to see.

Blink of an Eye

Goodbye can seem like forever, but in reality it just for the blink of an eye.

Shadows of the Past

Most people see cemeteries is a place to avoid, it is a place of death and sadness; the final resting place of those before us. Back in October a few friends and I took a trip to Rocky Springs, Mississippi. Rocky Springs was at one time a thriving community outside of Port Gibson, Mississippi. Through the years the toll of disease and war eventually left the city abandoned, with only safes and cisterns in a grove of trees marking where buildings once stood. The Rocky Springs Church with it’s lonely cemetery is all that remains from this town, the cemetery holding the last, and only inhabitants of a bygone past. I find solace in places like this, it is a place of quiet and beauty… a place to be respected.

Angels in Waiting

I am blessed to have so many angels in my life.

This particular angel is in Drake Cemetery in Flowood, Mississippi. It is where several members of my family are interred, including John Grant Wixson, my maternal grandfather, and Hattie Coker-Bailey my Maternal Great-Grandmother.