Tag: grief

Talking to you…Outos Ego 1/3/20

A blogger, who gives so much and asks nothing in return created this video for me. The music chosen was one of her favorites. I cannot thank Outos Ego enough. Missing my mom, and wondering what our relationship might have been like today. CLICK HERE: Short video clip by Outos Ego Thank you, Outos Ego, … Continue reading Talking to you…Outos Ego 1/3/20 →

What’s Left, In Front of You – January 1, 2020

See me; Through my tears Past the nit picky Into the deep Down Deep Valley Beyond the shadows Where the light creeps Up Hitting and Cracking the Layers Upon layers Of cut down Rings Left standing alone Ignored and forgotten Until everything Is all gone And people wonder why There is nothing to breathe Nothing … Continue reading What’s Left, In Front of You – January 1, 2020 →

Talking to you…My bite 1/3/20

A fellow griever (Nikki Pennington) posted a poem this morning, Miss Me, But Let Me Go by Edgar Albert Guest. I was instantly conflicted. I’m fed up with how I feel, and wish more than anything I could “let it go,” but it’s just NOT that simple for me. At the same time, I know … Continue reading Talking to you…My bite 1/3/20 →

Talking to you…Today 12/30/19

Today is my mom’s 67th birthday. This is the third year I’ve let myself remember it. This morning, I woke up to my husband asking how old my mom would have been today...to tell you the truth I’m not one hundred percent sure, but 67 is close. So here’s to you mom, I miss you … Continue reading Talking to you…Today 12/30/19 →

You, in the Background – December 26, 2019

Thank you, For keeping me Standing up tall There are days My limbs Seem so heavy It’s hard to do Or be Helping to lift me Where I needed Right here Pointing in a direction Something I couldn’t always see Kept me moving on Constantly How many times I wanted to break Shattering At my … Continue reading You, in the Background – December 26, 2019 →

The Whelm – December 25, 2019

What happens In the moment Just before it hits you The whelm Of your non existent dreams The dreams you Think you want to play In your head Only to Make you wake Drenched And submerged In the love That surrounded You once upon a time

Crooked Eyes – December 20, 2019

The pictures I paint in my mind. You, your beautiful A mess And strong. Your hair is dirty and unnatural . Your words come easy, And so do you. The trust you give Makes my head tilt As I look back at you With crooked eyes.

Talking to you…Ocean eyes 12/19/19

When I experience a moment, I must share it. I already loved Alicia Keys, but I know now I'm a fan of Billie Eilish. I felt this moment...they sang the shit out of this song, in the most gentle way. Ocean Eyes by Billie Eilish & Alicia Keys I've been watching youFor some timeCan't stop … Continue reading Talking to you…Ocean eyes 12/19/19 →

Expectations – October 20, 2019

Her death Smeared across my face Tangled my hair ~~~ I just prayed, or something like that I was strong enough ~~~ To see myself through And those I held dear Could weather the wrath I was about to Unleash ~~~ I no longer expect Much from others Except for The values I hold true

Talking to you…Brain Tumor 12/11/19

These thoughts come to you straight from March 10, 2019. Although, I feel them so clearly each and every single day. ^^^ I don’t ever remember you talking to us about it. I was scared to ask about it. It turned into the forbidden fruit,  I was not tempted. Or brave. Or I didn’t want … Continue reading Talking to you…Brain Tumor 12/11/19 →

A Mother’s Daughter – December 9, 2019

Her hair flowed wildly Untamed The scent of Tall grasses blowing Frantically framing her thin face Ever so pale With a touch of color Creating a delicate surface Painting her emotions Much like her hair She felt the world In each cell That built her being

Six Feet Deep – November 29, 2019

I’m stuck in a hole Six feet deep I’m yelling and screaming But you’re too far away No where near I’m on another planet Lost in outer space It’s dark And I can’t breathe I see you through my telescope Comfortable And warm

Talking to you…A wise woman 12/9/19

When holiday traditions bend and fold, change is ever present on the fastly approaching horizon. A woman, was once told by her father, “you just don’t get it.” In which the wise woman replied, “I’m sorry you feel that way.” They soaked in the silence. Then the woman spoke once more, “Maybe, you don’t get … Continue reading Talking to you…A wise woman 12/9/19 →