I was speaking with a friend this week and was commanded by an awe inspiring sight to stop. The view forced me to take a moment and appreciate the sunset that was before me. The vibrant oranges reflected between the clouds ignited raging flames across the sky. I felt an appreciation for the beauty of our world, my life, this moment. The intense glow of a sun fading below the horizon, stirred within me a recognition for the setting of my time in Fergus. I’ve seen a hundred sunsets here but soon there will be the last. The last of its time, it will be…
Michael W Brunt 
[…] the context of them. But that understanding was temporal and also linked to a place I called home Fergus, Ontario. I was not able to fully accept myself there after Allison died. I felt when part of me died I was […]
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