I awoke early that morning. A content, exciting feeling washing over me. I was marrying my friend. It was a good thing too. Our journey would take us through many hills and valleys. Uncharted territory. Christ as our compass. Joined together. Friends. Just a month before he had proposed in a horse barn at the Tunbridge Fair. He asked if I would spend a life time being friends? We would taste bitterness and disappointment. Child birth and child death. 'Til death do you part passed beneath our doors. For richer has not knocked too often. . . poorer has been a constant ... View Post
Remembering
We stand at the grave. This college friend and I. Last together when life didn't hold so many painful pieces. Back when life was still fresh and young. This day we stand at the grave of my oldest son. "Tell me about Elijah, " she says. My eyes fill with tears. It's been months since I have let myself think of him. Months since I have paused to remember. Because in the remembering the searing ache lies. The sharp pain of who he was and will never be. The kind and caring, yet hot tempered red head. So ... View Post
What They Don’t Tell You When You Say, “I Do”
What they don't tell you when you say, "I do." In case you're wondering? Life isn't always a bed of roses after you're married. With in a year we had experienced the loss of our first child. We received much love and support. Grace. Words of encouragement and strength to journey on. There was much hard work and little time for anything else. We made it work. And then it happened. Finances. 6 kids. Sleep deprivation. Body changes. Job changes. All take their toll. Date nights; gone by the ... View Post
A Love That Transcends Any Hollywood Attempt
Another year has passed. It would have been my parents 48th Anniversary. I call my dad. I don't say anything about the day. I just want to hear his voice. The voice that once steadied me now needs my assurance. He misses me and wonders when I can come visit. I wonder too. It seems the edge I once had has diminished. The trip MA done in a day or several times a month. The thought, now, fills me with dread. My thoughts drift back to last year and since this is a month of remembering. I am re-posting last years thoughts. I am still writing reports. Still working on book work. The beat ... View Post
All In The Same Moment
This time last year we had been in Maine. We came home. It was so quiet. No white tornado puppy to great us. I had been thinking about our home going and what it would be like. How quickly my son would experience that journey. Each step of every day draws me closer to the anniversary of the day. We attended a Birthday for a sweet One year old. We sang Happy Birthday and she opened her presents. On the TV ran photos of my children when they were little. Pictures of Elijah. His blue eyes ... View Post
We Can Only Change the Future
She posts this picture. It's her Anniversary. The tears just flow. I can't recall ever seeing this picture. This dear friend left for adventures and excitement out of New England soon after her wedding. Oh how life was back then. 24 years ago. It wasn't perfect. But there is an ache. For the way things used to be. For my son. For my mom and dad. For my friend; the miles that separate us. I was so honored to be her maid of honor. How I adored her. She was beautiful; her spirit soft and gentle. Kind. She wasn't rough around the ... View Post
