{"id":31,"date":"2014-10-20T14:00:22","date_gmt":"2014-10-20T14:00:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/frantasticfrandotcom.wordpress.com\/?p=31"},"modified":"2014-10-20T14:00:22","modified_gmt":"2014-10-20T14:00:22","slug":"mourning-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/?p=31","title":{"rendered":"Mourning Light"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align:center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/50.87.248.97\/~frantas1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/morning-light.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-61\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/50.87.248.97\/~frantas1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/morning-light.jpg?resize=259%2C194\" alt=\"morning light\" width=\"259\" height=\"194\" \/><\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><strong>Mourning Light<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><strong>The soft glow of Life and Love is guiding me out of the abyss of mourning.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Inching my way, emerging with open heart and hands to that which is offered.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> Joy and peace my mantra.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> I have survived and embrace this beginning.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>I wrote this after the deaths of both my husband and my mother. As I began to see a &#8216;light&#8217; at the end of the tunnel. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mourning Light The soft glow of Life and Love is guiding me out of the abyss of mourning. Inching my way, emerging with open heart and hands to that which is offered. Joy and peace my mantra. I have survived and embrace this beginning. I wrote this after the deaths of both my husband and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[10,1],"tags":[25,32,33],"class_list":["post-31","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-and-poetry","category-uncategorized","tag-grief","tag-mourning","tag-new-beginning"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5uF4f-v","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=31"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=31"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=31"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.frantasticfran.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=31"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}