October comes blazing in with orange and pumpkins and bales of hay everywhere mums adorn porches and storefronts and the smell of funnel cakes and barbecue is in the air and then suddenly the month is two-thirds gone and the caravan of trucks move down the interstate taking away the sights and sounds that had… Continue reading the rest of October
Tag: death
a long time gone
the thing about special days now is that they will never be the same without hearing your voice and that phone call at exactly the same time every single year the sound of your voice echoes in the silence that inevitably comes and the moment passes, another year and still my heart misses yours as… Continue reading a long time gone
In the Midst of the Sorrow
This morning I awoke to an email with some very sad news. Leroy and Mess Cat's sweet kitty Precious had five kittens yesterday afternoon. They all died during the night. The story we prepared for the children is that they were born too early and just didn't make it. The truth is that nature can… Continue reading In the Midst of the Sorrow
And Now, Only the Stories Remain…..and the Echoes of the Laughter
A phone call can change everything, you know? It can change your plans, your evening, your thoughts, and your life. I was just now sitting down to write about the bird we saw today, when I got a call that did just that. My godfather, the man who is responsible for my existence (he introduced… Continue reading And Now, Only the Stories Remain…..and the Echoes of the Laughter
where were you?
some are going to ask you, "Where were you?," you know and others will claim you were never absent that all things work to the good and words like that I won't ask you I'm not sure I'm ready for the answer but I do wonder why all the brokenness in the midst of… Continue reading where were you?
the window
Looking back on the day that we stood by Daddy's bedside and let him go, I see in my mind's eye and realize with some surprise that the curtains on the window were open. Daddy spent many hours sitting in his chair by that window watching the cardinals living in the arbor vitae, the flying… Continue reading the window
To Have the World Stop Spinning
So we're having some work done here at the house. Good work. Nothing wrong. Just taking one more step to make it ours. I'm very much like my Daddy, who, in conversation with his brother-in-law one time, said something about Blackberry Flats finally starting to feel like home. I was grown y'all. They had been… Continue reading To Have the World Stop Spinning
River of Birds
This afternoon after I fought back during Round 2 of the Migraine Mess, I took Miss Sophie out back to let her run her little legs off. It was a nice afternoon. I'm hesitant to get too excited, because I know what my Granny said has always come to fruition. Every. Single. Year. There will… Continue reading River of Birds
the ones that make it hard to say goodbye
When a soul leaves this world so do his stories. Those little tidbits of fact and fiction that were a part of the journey on the paths of his life, a part of who he was, unique only to him. Gone. About two or three months before Daddy died, I took this laptop over to Blackberry Flats and sat in the recliner… Continue reading the ones that make it hard to say goodbye
Don’t Stop Believing…..Faithfully
We're running a little late tonight, as we usually do on Sunday nights. My oldest is in the shower, and she has her music playing in the background as she always does. Only tonight it's different. Tonight it's special music playing. The same music she's been playing all day. Music from the Glee soundtracks. Aub is… Continue reading Don’t Stop Believing…..Faithfully
I Might Need A Nap 