IRIS


Her name is Iris, a delicate delectable beauty. Unannounced, she shows up at our place annually, by nature’s spectacular clockwork, commemorating the date that her giftor, Ed Foster, my high school friend, passed away several years back. The message from Iris is simple: the Spirit within us is ever present in the gifted, though we may pass.

Authors Note: May May be a blessing to us all🙏


I would love to hear how you feel about that last sentence. What’s your experience with, your definition of the Spirit? Leave a comment below. I’ve taken the time to share my thoughts with you. Thanks for taking the time to share your thoughts with me❤️

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