Beginning and Learning Again
POEM – My Heart Has Grown
MY HEART HAS GROWN Her soul forever with me I feel her in my heart Her body no longer present Her love within never apart She sees and hears and knows What I think and what I feel Sometimes I recognize the signs At times I’m not sure they’re real Her spirit now…
Read MorePOEM – I Choose To Believe
I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE Just as a tree is sure Its leaves will reappear, Time advances as our seasons Pass by with the years But I believe it doesn’t end With our last earthly breath And we peacefully transcend Into eternal present after death So although the body dies in many ways The soul…
Read MorePoem – Alone Or A Part
I wrote this on what would have been my mom’s 95th birthday, but is it to her? I don’t know. Is it to mother earth? I don’t know. Is is about being so lonely at moments it is excruciatingly painful? Is it a mix of things and feelings and thoughts? That much is certain. Happy…
Read MoreUnderstanding Grief, Or Not
This is a handout from a grief support group. I will share it and then add some words of my own at the end. I like to reference, and will provide what is provided in the handout. It is called Understanding Grief, by Jane Brody, January 15, 2018, but I do not know where the…
Read MoreA Poem – Two In Time
A poem that needed rehab…from years ago I found, One of my babies, I caressed and comforted, its loose ends I soothed and filed, and weathered its edges from rough to round. TWO IN TIME Searching for an obscure feeling, The buoy lifted that falls tossed by the sea, Like a wheel within a…
Read MoreA Walk To The Memorial…Finally
It is just shy of oppressively warm this July day, and the brief downpour earlier has cooled it just a bit, and there is that smell of evaporating water in the air, as it steams up from the warm ground and surrounds me. It has been sixteen years since that day, and since we got…
Read MoreWhen I Was Twelve…
I was twelve. It was May 12, 1966, a Thursday. We had moved into this house eight months ago on my twelfth birthday. I walked the three-quarters of a mile to the LIRR station to meet my dad at around 6 p.m. so I could have some time with him as we walked back…
Read MoreEmilee’s One Year Anniversary
I made it … well… it is kind of like something that is radioactive…if you get tooo close you are affected by it… that is how anniversary dates are… maybe it is more like a gravitational pull… when you get close you can feel the effect and immediately after as well…as as time ticks on,…
Read MoreMy Voice – How Social Media Helped Me Survive Loss
My Voice When I Could Not Speak – How Social Media Helped Me Survive Loss (This is a piece I wrote for a Blog Site on the topic of social media.) When Emilee died on January 31 2017 from Adeno carcinoma pancreatic cancer, my world fell apart, and I died right along with her. I…
Read MoreHome – A Perspective And A Poem From Emilee
Some people, before they die, ask to be taken home. This is both very sad, for us, and yet very beautiful, for them. Maybe for us as well, but usually we are reluctant and sometimes adamant that we do NOT want that person to leave us, we do not want that HOLE, that unfathomable ache…
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