Posts Tagged ‘grief’
It’s been a year, dear Mom…
Dear Mom, I was near your old house this week, a whole year since the last time I got to squeeze your tiny hand and kiss your sunken cheek still remarkably soft like the young one that used to nuzzle mine. I was so tired, Mom, and I felt overcome with missing you, such a…
Read MoreIn every wink of light….
When it hurts really bad, this life and I’m walking, sometimes crawling through, my hands can get to shuddering in the wrestle to lay down the white-knuckled way I take on when I feel scared, to get my fingerprints off where I want to wrangle some control, to fix or defend or self-protect but the…
Read MoreHand in my pocket and heart on my sleeve….
The biggest, warmest hello to your much loved eyes and even mucher loved hearts. I’ve missed you…..missed sending out my words to you and feeling them embraced and safeheld. I’ve missed reading the words you say in such uniquely your expressions, missed our front porch visits and the texture you bring to my journey with…
Read MoreHow deep your aliveness goes…..
I’ve been walking down roads where my words won’t follow, where they park themselves at the trailhead and sit down to eat a snack because they wince to hear the language of these wild places where the wind bleeds a howling sound that shakes me to the bone. Grief has such a deep voice it’s hard to…
Read Moreheartsick and healing…
I’ve been shocked so hard by news so bad that my footing feels floppy, as if the earth has a really bad wobble and I’m queasy from riding in the back seat with cold wind rushing at my eyes, stinging my vision cloudy with tears. My wings tremble, and letting go muscles seize up tight…
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