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The Power of Prayer

prayer 4I am veering off path for a moment. This is not about a fairytale. Not about loss. Not about moving on. It’s not even about me. Or Gregger. I woke up yesterday morning and was smacked in the face. Again. In the past several months, I have encountered so much heartache. Pain. Sickness. Death. Not necessarily in my life. But in the lives of others. Friends. Acquaintances. Family. Strangers. I’ve learned. Everyone has “something.” Some have it a little “better.” Some a little “worse.” How that is defined, I’m not really sure. I keep getting punched. In the gut. The heart. When does it stop? I don’t think it does. It’s all part of life.

I cried this morning. Not for me. But because I felt helpless. I wanted to reach out. Touch. Do something. For a friend. Fighting a battle. I know this must be what others felt when Gregger died. Not knowing what to say. What to do. Wanting to be there. To hug. To hold. Just to be. But you can’t always do that. So you feel helpless. As I do now. And the answer that came to me was prayer. Odd for someone who is nonobservant. But prayer has no boundaries. It is a message of hope. It transcends all denominations, all beliefs. Never too young or old. Prayer can be silent or spoken. It can simply be a time of reflection. A time to be grateful. A time to seek comfort. A time to ask. A time to be mindful. prayer 1

I believe there is power. Power in prayer. Power in positivity. Messages of strength. Hope. Faith. And love. I felt this and continue to feel this every day. If we each send one word, one thought of positivity to those who are suffering, those in pain, our prayers can be an impenetrable force. So I am asking. My friends. Family. Band together. Today. Tomorrow. For my friend. For others. For those you know. And those you don’t know. Those who are hurting. Those who need a little more hope. A little more love. Whatever you choose. However, you choose to do it. A powerful message to light up the world. Let’s make this happen. It’s the greatest hope for a brighter tomorrow.

Thank you. I love you all. Peace.

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Mikki Eveloff

I am certainly no princess, but I did marry my Prince Charming. We had the once upon a time and the “almost” happily ever after until August 30th, 2014 when my Prince Gregger died tragically on the beach in Maui. I believe in fairytales. I believe in fate. I believe that “everything happens for a reason.” We planned a lifetime together…75 years to be exact. Someone or something changed our plans and gave us a new “ever after.” So here I am. I am still a wife, but now they call me a widow. I am a mom and grandma…three children, two in-laws, and two grandchildren. Life has changed and it’s time to move forward. It doesn’t stop, it keeps on going, so I do too. It’s my choice. Be happy, be grateful. It’s the only choice. I have a treasure trove of memories to share..it’s how I keep the happily ever after alive. A True Love Fairytale is 40 years of memories…it’s the essence of our happily ever after. It’s the imperfections of our perfect marriage. And it’s what makes today beautiful.

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