Love Letter to Life 05.03.2022 A Ghost of Oneself

Dear Life, The past few days I’ve felt like a ghost of myself. Low ebb of energy, little creativity and flatline emotions. Cancer can feel this way sometimes. Add to it the high winds, fire, smoke. Well, it’s a lot. Yesterday I heard this line in a movie: “Grief is a house that blows into the air at the slightest gust”. I am grieving my past life trusting a new one will rise from the ashes. This takes faith that isn’t always in me. Please lend me yours until me and my ghost can build a new life.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Ghost Painting

2 thoughts on “Love Letter to Life 05.03.2022 A Ghost of Oneself

  1. Praying that your faith is strengthened. Without darkness there’s no light, without lows there are no highs, without doubt there’s no hope & faith.
    ❤️🙏

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