Dedicated to all of us, for we all suffer the pain of loss and our internal stories of regret.
A time of joy and cake
A time of presents
more for the adults
than the children
who are entranced by boxes, crinkly paper, balloons, ribbons and sounds
A time to remember and celebrate
From the first smiles to out loud giggles
From rolling and crawling to the first faltering steps to running at breakneck speeds
But then time slips by...
And the past becomes a shadow
Hugs that are but memories
Snuggles that are missed
Laughter and wonder that have faded
Photographs, videos, doodles, drawings, writings and cards are our time capsules
Snippets of moments
some beautiful, some enchanting, some upsetting
Providing ways to observe the changes
and take note of who this person is becoming
Messages from tiny scratchings on various media to live video and artwork drawn with care
giving us a clue into the heart, mind and soul of others
And a memory, song, place, smell, and story can catapult us back...
to where we can experience and re-live how we felt
the joys we felt
the smiles we shared
the hearts that were joined in an unending symphony of gratitude
Here's to dreams -- fulfilled and unfulfilled
to joy and wonder -- experienced and shared
And as we remember our grief amid the whirlwind of loss
may friends surround us
hear and listen to us
So that they too may know who once walked this world
who once discovered a smile in the simplest of things
who once shared a secret or message shining light into even the darkest crags
And with that... help ease the loss
Quell the regrets
And focus on the blessings and lessons imparted by their presence in our life
Although it can be applied to anyone who has experienced a personal loss, this article helps those who have lost a child express themselves and aids others in understanding their loss. Whether mother, father, son, daughter, family or friend, grief strikes us where we are most vulnerable.
Please read with care…and understanding. Give a hug to those who are close and to those who have lost…
Mother’s Day Manifesto For Grieving Mothers by Dr. Joanne Cacciatore
Do you have a route you frequently drive or walk? An example would be the commute to work. You acknowledge where you are going, jump into your car, shut the doors, buckle the seat belt, turn on the car, put it into drive or reverse depending on how you parked the day before, then start on your journey. You know your destination or at least may have a clue on how to get there with the assistance of a GPS, a memorized route or written down instructions. You proceed down the highways and side streets based on the location of your destination, and before you know it you are either at your destination or snarled in traffic waiting to move forward to your final goal.
Continue reading “Exit Signs”
In railing against the ebb and flow of modern crazy-busy schedules, sometimes it is time to put our feet up (for those who are able) to sit and ponder. The immediate visual, as this is written, is to look down at our shoes, sneakers, flip-flops, boot et al and imagine them perched nicely upon a rail…deck, fence, porch, or guard rails made of wood, plastic or metal.
Continue reading “Shoes On A Rail with a Twist”
Our lives are a kaleidoscope of memories, thoughts, experiences and built-in instinct. And of all of those only instinct might actually be shared between people. Continue reading “Kaleidoscopic Memory”
Being one who has been blessed by home and hearth, waking up to a snow-covered world is wondrous. The stillness engendered by the blanket of white is refreshing to normal cacophony of sounds we generate every minute of every day. Living in the south, where snow is an unexpected guest (some consider it a welcomed guest, others a guest best seen on a postcard), the silence is even more profound. As every normal human busy-ness activity is ground to a halt.
Continue reading “Winter Blanket”
We are creatures who have built in a set of blinders to everything.
What a generalization! It begs for quick messages of dispute and disagreement but let me try to explain.
Continue reading “Blinders”
It’s a shame really. To have lived and to discover that you haven’t or that you had but took so much for granted. Without a real awareness we allow our culture, upbringing, sense of responsibility and “life” to dictate our living.
Now some would say that this note might be similar to others posted here or on other sites that decry the mess we’ve made of our lives intentionally or unintentionally but that is not really my aim. Continue reading “Life as a Second Thought”
Just Think about It
Just Worry about It
Just Regret It
Just Plan It
Just Schedule It
Just Try It
Just Do It
“Do. Or Do Not. There is no try.” ~Yoda (Star Wars)
Continue reading “Doing”
I sat early this morning browsing the internet instead of writing my Morning Pages. I was just waiting and spending time following virtual rabbit trails while waiting.
What was I waiting for? Let’s see…what are some of the common “Waiting” examples? Continue reading “Waiting”