Today, Darren and I drove through Lakeland on the way home from a road trip to a trike shop in River View. We took this picture of the apartment building Darren lived in when I first met him. It was winter and very cold when he lived there, but I remember the apartment being warm and cozy. Unbelievably, it looks exactly the same as I remember thirty years ago. It was as if time stood still.
This is where I lived in Lakeland at the corner of Lexington and Ingram. It looks very much the same, too. Although, I remember the stoop being much larger than what it actually is, and the paint is peeling more than it did in 1981. Time changes things.
I took this picture this morning before we left for Tampa. I almost got a full shot, but...
in a blink, he was gone.
Time is fleeting.
Like the sands in the hour glass...
(You finish this one.)
Like a wave upon the sand, time never ceases moving.
Like ephemeral wisps of clouds, time is untouchable.
Why?
Because it doesn't exist.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last,
the Beginning and the End.
Revelation 22:13 Peace. Love, Linda
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