My swing has watched many seasons come and go, it has weathered many storms both in the physical world and in the way of me sitting there working through life’s challenges.
My swing has held my grandkids and great grand son. It has been part of joyous laughter and tears of sadness. It has heard many conversations between friends and family.
My swing has felt my thoughts as I have looked to the heavens and pondered what life is all about. It has felt my intermost thoughts, feelings and emotions.
My swing is where I feel calm, relaxed and safe. I look out across the homestead and I am blessed. I can look into the woods and feel peace. I look to the sky and see mysteries yet solved. My swing has been there through it all.
My swing is like that old friend…trustworthy, never failing, quietly sits with you as you work through all of life’s issues. Never offering advice, just gently holding you as you weep, or joining you in immense laughter.
My swing has seen new friendships form and friendships end. It’s has watched us live our life on this homestead. It has witnessed new life spring forth in the spring. Everything from grass turning green to flowers blooming, to new chicks, to baby goats, my swing has seen a lot of life.
My swing has heard me ask why many, many times, it has felt my fear of the turmoil in our world, it has felt the despair in my soul, it has felt my heart break!
My swing is my confidant, my friend, my peace. I sit with her and her with me. We have a special relationship, one that I’m sure will last many years. She knows my deepest thoughts, and feelings, yet will never betray or tell what she knows. A true friend, my swing.
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