[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

BY E. E. CUMMINGS i carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go,my dear;and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)                                                      i fearno fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i wantno world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meantand whateverContinue reading “[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]”

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“Grief can destroy you — or focus you.”

“Grief can destroy you –or focus you. You can decide a relationship was all for nothing if it had to end in death, and you alone. OR you can realize that every moment of it had more meaning than you dared to recognize at the time, so much meaning it scared you, so you justContinue reading ““Grief can destroy you — or focus you.””

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Our Beautiful Souls

When something shocking happens in life our world shrinks down.  Everything we know somehow narrows, magnifying the thing in the center that is our pain, our sorrow, our grief, our fear, our shame.  Suddenly we do not see, cannot see, anything outside of what we feel.  We begin a sort of sleep walk.  Moving around,Continue reading “Our Beautiful Souls”

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On Saying Goodbye

M, my friend, I love you.  I know your heart is breaking as you get ready to start your journey.  This trip, in one sense, signifies an ending, but I know in my heart it will also end up being a celebration of a life well lived. I believe the people we love never trulyContinue reading “On Saying Goodbye”

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She Is Grace Under Pressure

I love my Mom.  It’s not just loving her though, I admire her.  When I think of some of the best qualities a person should have… truth, trust, honesty, integrity, acceptance, humor, a non-judging attitude and spirit, honor, fun, smarts, strength, an ability to keep moving forward no matter the circumstance,  and grace… she has allContinue reading “She Is Grace Under Pressure”

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I Hope The Fish Are Bitin’

I can’t believe it’s been a week.  A week.  Time goes so fast, or slow, or fast again, depending on how you look at it, and how you feel.  To me, and in talking to Mom, to her as well, it seems as if the last week has stretched out creating the illusion that ohContinue reading “I Hope The Fish Are Bitin’”

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“hold life like a face between your palms”

“to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills than lungs; whenContinue reading ““hold life like a face between your palms””

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Words Written

Stan…  I am so sorry my friend.  And I love you… I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge, that myth is more potent than history. I believe that dreams are more powerful than facts, that hope always triumphs over experience, that laughter is the only cure for grief.   And I believe that love is strongerContinue reading “Words Written”

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Pie And Coffee

Here it is, Tuesday, I’m back at work. How to describe the weekend? I find myself at a loss in this area because I’m emotionally pulled in so many directions. But here I sit, alone in my office during lunch, about to give it a try anyway, as torn as I am. I guess theContinue reading “Pie And Coffee”

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A Life… Beautiful

My grandmother passed away early this morning. I got the call from my mom some time around 6:30, though now it’s hard to remember just when. I drove to work, not really remembering the drive, and have found myself sitting here, not able to concentrate on whatever task it is I’ve had at hand. AndContinue reading “A Life… Beautiful”

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