In Memory of Ardis Kiernan: Hard light week 10

When I come to the end of the road 

and the sun has set on me,

I want no rites in a gloom filled room,

why cry for a soul set free.

Miss me a little--but not too long,

and not with your head bowed low,

Remember the love that we once shared,

miss me--but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take,

and each must go alone.

It's all a part of the Master's plan,

a step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,

go to the friends we know.

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,

miss me--but let me go.

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This post is in memory of my mother-in-law, Ardis Kiernan. 

We always said she was a saint, so it's only fitting that she passed on All Saints' Sunday. Her light will shine forever in our hearts. While we have heavy hearts, and will miss her terribly, we are filled with gratitude for the many years we had with her. She will live on through her children and grandchildren as we strive to be like her. She was a dear, sweet mother and an excellent role model. We can best honor her memory by going and living our lives fully. I can almost hear her say: "Go, be with your family; live your life".

Ardis 10:52

Please follow along our blog circle, to my friend and fellow photographer, Jill Cassara's representation of hard light this week by clicking HERE.

Tom and kids leaving the beautiful little cemetery. This was the loveliest part of the day with just our family. It was late in the afternoon with the warm 70 degree sun about to set, yet the skies were still so blue after a cold foggy morning.

Tom and kids leaving the beautiful little cemetery. This was the loveliest part of the day with just our family. It was late in the afternoon with the warm 70 degree sun about to set, yet the skies were still so blue after a cold foggy morning.