Write down the first words that comes to mind when we say . . .
. . . home.
. . . soil.
. . . rain.
Use those words in the title of your post.
Ha, that’s funny, I used all “F” words. Home reminds me of family, love… I have a very tight-knit family and home just wouldn’t be home without them. Soil reminds me of fertility because it can support the plants we grow, and all things revert back to dust. Rain… rain and forgiveness is a bit tricky to explain. When I think of rain, I think of tears – the sky is crying. As of late, I see tears as a form of forgiveness, it’s okay to cry, it’s okay to let it all out, it’s okay to be sad. We forgive and we continue to live our lives.
(random internet photo)