TIME – THE STILLER OF STORMS

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(13 NOV 2011 – How long does it take to cross the stormy waters of hurt, wounds, despair, grief, and betrayal?  A day?  A week?  A year?  A decade?  A Life Time?  Everything in its own Time – especially healing!  Forgiveness and resolution and closure – are but words to the story!  Time is the True guardian of the Heart!  dht)

  

So many of Life's events present trials that challenge the Heart, the Spirit, and the Mind.

As I reflect on some of the most turbulent periods and occasions in my past – it seems the only "True" and lasting balm was "Time".

Sometimes in a "Storm", there is NO rational thought -- just Rage and Fury.  The calm before the Storm is deceptive – and NOT a good gauge of the horrific waves in Fates Decree.

In the midst of conflict, there is NO solution, NO compromise, and NO patience.  The quiet holocaust needs must "play out" in its own way --  Time – the only True Stiller of Life's Storms.

[Dorothy Hazel Tarr – 2011]

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BITTERSWEET ABSENCE

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Their absence in my Life is a Bittersweet ache still – that throbs in the back of my Heart, whenever I think of them which is often – but actually all the time!

After all, when I left in 1978 at age 32, they had been my Family – my Loves – for more than half my Life!  He was age 36 and our child age 14  - we were so young to be living in a Family without Love!

Now, at age 65, I still feel the pain of separation – the void where once Family existed and Never would be again in my Life!

However, there were no other options back then, and the pain of "Family" was killing my spirit and body with the sickness of neglect, betrayal, lies, and Lost Love!

The Loss – ever fresh – in my Heart and mind – has Never healed!

Some deep wounds Never do – such as in my case!

Sad and puzzling – really – for there was NO Loss for them – they went on with their Lives – without me – as if I NEVER was there at all, or ever had been!

No wonder then, why I was dying a slow death, day by day, when I resided under the same roof with Them!

The Pain was so BAD – I was seeing two doctors and taking medicine to dull the emotional pain and trauma!

They were killing me slowly!

Moreover, They still are – in their Bittersweet Absence from my Life!

[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]