Ripples

This morning thoughts are with a friend.  His wife of many years has Alzheimer’s.  He’s trying to cope with loss and heartbreak and the stress of giving constant care.

What is this loss of memory?  How do we handle so much pain?

Another friend is going through radiation.  They have warm blankets.  

I read these words:

What we do now echoes into eternity.

   —Marcus Aurelius

Ripples circle from a rock thrown in the pond.  

Autumn – Leaves falling and floating, rustling with each other, playing with the ground