Quilts for Angels

04/05/2024

If I could have just one more day with you…

I would hardly speak. I would simply listen to your voice and commit every tone of it to memory until it became my favourite melody.

I would look at you. I would study your eyes and your mouth, and I would learn every angle, every pane of your face until I could see you perfectly with my eyes closed.

I would hold your hand in mine. I would trace all the lines on your palm until they became a trail – a map - that I could retrace on my own palm every time I felt lost.

I would soak you up and breathe you in until there was not a single thing that I could not recall at a moment’s notice.

But more than anything, if I had one more day with you,
I would hold you.

I would hold you so tight, hoping that maybe if I didn’t let you go…

You wouldn’t.

Yes, if I had just one more day with you, I would hope… I would hope so hard…

that you wouldn’t have to leave again.

*****

Becky Hemsley 2023
Artwork by Illustre Mayon

'One More Day' is from the book When I Am Gone https://a.co/d/2ozvqjW

04/15/2023

These are quilts ready for delivery bought with donations.

04/15/2023

I'm getting quilts ready to deliver to Topeka hospitals. This is another donation of BEAUTIFUL handmade quilts from the Serial Quilters group. I can't say enough how much these mean to me and the people that recieve them. ❤

06/04/2022

I picked up another gift of handmade quilts from the Serial Quilters group. We appreciate this so much and feel so fortunate for their giving hearts! ❤ I'm headed to The University of Kansas Health System (formally St. Francis) hospital to deliver quilts next week.

06/03/2022

All is Well
A comforting and uplifting poem by Oxford professor Henry Scott Holland.

Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,

Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Put no difference in your tone,
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be ever the household word that it always was,
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?

I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,
Just around the corner.
All is well.

02/15/2022

When life hasn't gone as you planned.

© 2017 MercyMe Brand new single from MercyMe. Available everywhere now. Click the links below to download or stream!From the upcoming album "Lifer" which hit...