Whispers and Sighs

I turn the thin pages of Nona’s diary. I like that I can’t read it. This way, the story will change and change. I find places where she underlined, places where it looks like tears fell on a page. The diary whispers and whispers, and sighs and sighs…

That is where my writing is these days… whispers, sighs and tears on the pages of my red leather bound journal. The darkness of depression moves me to write, but not here.

…and then, on one page, yells out loud. It is huge writing, just three words but they are happy. You can tell, the writing is happy.

(From Elizabeth Berg’s “Joy School”)

Longing for huge words to write.

4 responses to “Whispers and Sighs”

  1. I can so relate! Love my girl EB!!! Love my girl AD!!! Praying for you that you can rest in the Valley of Vision.

    “Lord, high and holy, meek and lowly, Thou hast brought me to the valley of vision, where I live in the depths but see Thee in the heights; hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold Thy glory. Let me learn by paradox that the way down is the way up, that to be low is to be high, that the broken heart is the healed heart, that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit, that the repenting soul is the victorious soul, that to have nothing is to possess all, that to bear the cross is to wear the crown, that to give is to receive, that the valley is the place of vision. Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells, and the deeper the wells the brighter Thy stars shine; let me find Thy light in my darkness, Thy life in my death, Thy joy in my sorrow, Thy grace in my sin, Thy riches in my poverty, Thy glory in my valley.”


  2. Dear far away friend… your words move, inspire, bless… whether huge… or small.

    Welcome home…



  3. “Every prayer we’ve prayed is heaven-bound.” Brad paisley
    These words are so simple but so comforting. He hears every whisper.


  4. Have missed you! Hope you enjoyed your time at the shore. I hope the darkness fades soon. Come here for a visit with a friend if you like. Your kids and my kids, and lemonade and popsicles. Anytime, you are welcome here.


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