How amazing that your, ourheartsCan be brokenSo many timesAnd yet weEndure As though resilienceWas written intoOur very own DNABy our Creator Fearfully and wonderfully madeYou, I, WeAll of us Fearfully and wonderfully made.
Category: Faith
The watching of the clock
8 or 9 pm: Going to bed early today didn’t sleep well last night. Have some.wine 10pm: Have showered. Took my meds. Sleep will come shortly 12am: close my eyes, relax. It’ll be okay. 12:30am: Hmm stronger drink maybe? Double meds,? 1am: WTF, 1 am and I’m still up but it’s okay. Read a bit,…
Three years ago today
Three years agoWe laid you to restIt was a hard dayperhaps the toughest day of my life ShockDisbeliefFearHeartbreakWatching the coffinYour coffinBe sunk6 feet under Back then, I couldn’t even sayMom diedI said mom passed away Even today, it blows my mind when I think of the finality of dyingThe finality of your deathTo not see…
Little Did I know
Three years ago, my mother was living her last days but I didn’t know that. I had no clue. And her sudden death was and has been traumatizing.. I certainly thought I did. But little did I know that the last time I saw my mom had been the last. That..that hug at dawn on…
That Amazing Goddamn Sycamore Tree
On the Southeast corner of my humble abode stands this enormous, really beautiful tree. Seen below on a cloudy recent morning. It is at it’s most striking right now I think. With it’s usual spotted brown bark stripped in the fall and now standing there stark bare waiting for spring to begin. You can spot…
One day, we won’t be here
This thought occurred to me today. Well it occurs to me a lot lately. I think deep loss does that. Makes us think of the fragility of life and our own mortality. How quickly everything can change. In an instant really. Anyway, the thought came to me during my restroom break. Sitted on the commode,…
Happy Birthday my dearest friend
Happy Birthday Essie. And don’t be doing all that cussing in Heaven!
See their Grief
The other day I wrote of how the wind rattling my window blinds and the rays of dawn reminded me of early morning phone calls from my mom. And how I missed those calls so much and how I so missed her. But really many, many moments on any random day do that. Any grieving…
A Gentler Grief
There’s something about the sun shining this way through my Kitchen window while I cook that reminds me of mom. Mom loved to cook and she made the best dishes though I may be biased just a little😄 I miss you mom. Two years and seven months later it still surprises me that you are…
A Gentler Grief
There’s something about the sun shining this way through my Kitchen window while I cook that reminds me of mom. Mom loved to cook and she made the best dishes though I may be biased just a little😄 I miss you mom. Two years and seven months later it still surprises me that you are…
Authensible Musings: Piercing the mundane of everyday life 