My Dear Friends, Have you ever experienced the difficulty of saying goodbye to someone you love due to their unfortunate passing? I have gone through many difficult times in my life, but none of them seemed to be as tough as dealing with the tragic loss of my father at the young age of 56.... [Continue Reading] read more »
Eventually the day came when all of the casseroles had been eaten. The grieving began to wain and turn into a throbbing ache rather than the agonizing, gut-wrenching loss. The weeks following my father’s death are grayed out in the past of forgetfulness. My first memory is of blood being drawn at the clinic near the hospital. The doctors were going to test me for mononucleosis or the “Kissing Disease” because I had been sleeping more than normal. We later found out that I didn't have mono. Instead, I was... read more »
13 years. Feels like yesterday. Everyday I remember. I'm never getting over it. That's fine. Maybe it makes me a better person. My heart is a gaping hole. You can get used to dark distances. Holes have bottoms. When I fall into the chasm, a lifetime will become our daily conversation. I'm doing good, Mom. My mother in a futile effort to bring dignity to my wedding. I'm in the right corner, giving her pointers. read more »
I admit it, I watch Dallas. I know its a soap opera and is a stark contrast to my Bible Series post last week. I watch because right or wrong, the show brings back happy family memories. We had our share of adversity in our personal lives back in the day, but come Friday night [...] read more »
I love the smells in a tomato field. We picked them for Aunt Annie every summer in New Brunswick. I wanted a perfume that smelled like the vines and leaves. Brandie made turkey, bacon and tomato sandwiches for breakfast When we had gathered together when you went Home. (April 11, 2008) You made the best sliced tomato [...] read more »
On the first day of January, 2013, I received a message from Bloggers telling me I had a new follower for one of my other blogs. Her name was Granny Gee. Her small blurb on Bloggers, part of which appears below, had me nearly crying and I decided to check out her blog. "… the caller ID showed Tommy was calling! I answered it, my mind became confused as I realized it wasn't Tommy, but.. a strange man's voice saying, 'I have a man lying here on the beach, he's not breathing!'" Tommy was Granny Gee's so... read more »
Life is grand. Majesty in moments. Moonlight sparkles on the snow. Diamonds in my window from the frost earlier made my day. Thinking of you brightens my pathway. It magnifies the beauty of knowing you. You Bless me. I thank you. I send blessings to you. Many sacred Sounds. Some silent Moments. Cheerful Sounds. Ah, [...] read more »
I just told a very dear friend, The Harvest Full Moon is a very demanding moon. It is demanding because it makes me accountable as to what I have sowed. What I have nurtured. What I have weeded. You reap what you sow has a special significance and that is why it is so [...] read more »
The quiet of the house with the children all away reminds me of so many Saturdays when I longed to go and play. The sunrise on the water danced as it beakoned me But I had weekend chores to do Play time could not be. Now the years have passed There is silence in this space [...] read more »
There is a dear one Standing in the Wind They are on their way Home to God. Their friends are weeping They do not want them to be in pain But when they are gone They shall miss them just the same. There is a dear one Standing in the Wind They are on their [...] read more »
