By Tara Eastman
May 15, 2012
I remember these words from a song almost a lifetime ago,
“…and he walks with me.”
He did, and does and will – walk with me on this journey.
“…and he talks with me.”
In sitting with lunch with a close friend, in the uninhibited smile of a little child, in the moment I feel like throwing in the towel and don’t because somewhere, somehow – there he is and there is hope.
“…and he tells me I am his own.”
Even when I fail, even when I’m not sure who I am or where I’m to go next -
I am my beloved’s and he is mine…
walks with me.
T.L. Eastman 2011
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Contributing Writer, B.L.O.G. Magazine