Ashes to Ashes, All Fall Down

The match slid slowly across the striker, igniting and birthing a mere wisp of a flame. Shielded and carefully nourished, the small unpretentious presence grew.

Growing ever larger, the fledgling flame lept and spat, demanding to be noticed until it became a sustainable fire. Reaching its full potential, the fire embraced us with its warm and comforting life force.

As time passed, the fuel was spent, and the fire slowed.  The flames sputtered and diminished until only the heart remained.  Unwilling to yield to ash, the ember heart continued to radiate and pulse. No matter, ready or not, surrender it would, for everything that lives must die.


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Down in my basement, lined neatly on a shelf are handwritten notebooks chronicling my life. After years of writing, the experience became more of a burden then an important part of my day so I quit writing. Five years later I took up writing again. This time it was in the form of a blog which gave me a place to hang out after I lost my job. From there my blog content morphed into writing about my general contractor experience building our house. As my life experiences grew so did my blog.

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