Dear Kindred Spirit…

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Dear Kindred Spirit,

It’s not a coincidence that God brought me to you.

In April, I visited Sunset Beach for the first time.  I heard how Bird Island was a hidden gem!

That day I meandered down the beach, and a little boy threw a bucket of water on me. His actions were followed by an apology…..by his mother.

Sitting on her beach chair, she relaxed reading a book.

We conversed.

“First time here?”

“Yes.”

“You should check out the Kindred Spirit bench on Bird Island.  People from all over the world visit the bench and leave their thoughts and prayers in the mailbox’s journals.”

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAA salty tear trickled down my cheek.

Being here now is a peaceful feeling.  I’m sure it was meant to be.

As a writer, this spot moves my inner soul.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI’m here with new friends Jacqueline and Sandy who are so important to the Kindred Spirit.  Today, they hoisted a flag for Memorial Day and all the veterans we’ve lost over the years.  I call them the Kindred Spirit angels.  They retrieve the journals and send them back to their secret originator.

Jacqueline and Sandy with new flag

Jacqueline and Sandy with new flag

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI’m sure I’ll be back.

There are so many people here, now, sharing the spirit.  Everyone is connected to each other.

I pray that my lymphoma never gets any worse than it is, my marriage to grow stronger, and God to watch over my ‘child’ animals, family and friends.

So long for now Kindred Spirit,

Sheree Nielsen

Missouri

Jackie and Sandy with Max who hoisted the flag Memorial Day 2012.

Jackie and Sandy with Max who hoisted the flag Memorial Day 2012.

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“The Ride” – The Run For The Wall – Story and Poem

While writing an article for a publication I freelance for, I had the privilege of meeting several riders on the Wentzville leg of the run on their journey to the Vietnam Veteran’s Wall in D.C.   They ride for many purposes, and their mission is selfless.  Barbara Bell rides in memory of her husband Christopher.  Terri “Grumpy” rides for her son who has served in the military for 12 years.  And “Skully” the Vietnam Vet from Australia loves being back in America with his allies, and believes the U.S. has great support for their troops.

Here’s a link to my newest Patch article Wentzville Opens Arms to Run for the Wall Motorcyclists Making Trek to Nation’s Capitol

and

Here’s poem I wrote.  It is dedicated to the veteran motorcyclists and their families entitled

“The Ride” (copyright Sheree Nielsen)

They come from all over

To ride.

For the freedom of our nation,

They ride.

ImageFor those passed on,

They ride.

For Vietnam

And all wars,

They ride.

For brothers and sisters

left behind.

They ride.

For citizens

Like you and me,

They ride.

Crossing oceans, rivers

And streams,

They ride.

From California to D.C.,

They ride.

For school and hospital visits,

They ride.

For healing,

They ride.

For children, spouses and friends,

They ride.

For camaraderie,

They ride.

For the memory of those

Killed in action,

They ride.

The bond grows greater,

Several hundred thousand strong,

And they ride.

At their final destination

They honor,

They pray,

With pride.

At The Wall.