They sit in the corner and gather dust. Memories on hold. The beat stuck for all time. I don't know what to do with them. Mostly I stand and stare. While another piece of my heart breaks away. I remember. I try to hear the sounds and feel the rhythms to no avail. They are silenced. It's a new rhythm now. Set in a key and time change I am not comfortable with. There are too many accidentals and I stumble over the melody line. The timbre harsh and abrasive. Some new friends come to visit. Members of the club no one asks for. Further along the ... View Post
A different Perspective, And Spending Time Away With Family . .Day #17 of Thankfulness
She says it at the table where we are dining. We have been given an overnight, away from chores, away from breakdowns and dead cows, away from the tyrany of the urgent. I ask if everyone thinks Elijah would have liked this? Cedric says, "Yeah". And that Ella says, yeah; but we wouldn't be here if he was. It stops me short. And I think of all the things we have done. All the ways in which people have been holding us up. If Elijah were here we wouldn't be so desperately exhausted, overwhelmed and on the edge. Our hearts wouldn't feel like ... View Post
