I’ll Not Celebrate

It's not a date to celebrate.Yet I can't ignore it.It's not the official Date of Death. That's tomorrow.That's what happens when an accident is late at nightand in the middle of nowhere. They were declared early the next morning. Today they got in the car.Rode down the country lane.Laughing and probably singing.Six friends crowded into…

My Friends 

I have friends who have had miscarriages.  I have friends who have had stillbirths.  I have friends who lost a baby to SIDS.  I have friends whose child drowned.  I have friends whose child died from cancer.  I have friends whose child died in a tornado.  I have friends whose child died from suicide. I…

Broken 

I love being misunderstood, judged, and accused…said no one ever.  Note to my friends: I did mess up. I was wrong. Some things were just poor judgement and others flat out sin! (See my recent blog post Foot In Mouth.)  When this happens, when I mess up or sin, I feel worthless.  But I am…

Today (with scriptures)

Two years ago I wrote the poem “Today” which is included in “My Journey through Grief into Grace.” The poem was recently quoted on While We’re Waiting’s Facebook page.  Here is the poem with scripture references in parentheses. TODAY Today I choose to trust You. (Psalm 25:2) Today I choose to not be anxious about…

Time

When did that happen? Was it last week? Or was it last year? Was that before The Accident? Or was it just after? What time was it? The seconds tick by so slowly.  Minutes. Hours. Seem to last forever. Days seem so long! The years since I heard him laugh, It’s been forever since I…

Fading Slowly

Her hair is faded to white.  She is fair-skinned and thin. Her memory may fade.  Mine will not.  I remember when they met.  I didn’t like her.  I still had fantasies that they’d get back together; we’d be a happy family.  Not again, but for the first time.  We’d never before been a happy family.  Before…

Maybe

Just a thought… Maybe when I am a bit weepy over things said or songs sung… Maybe when tears slip down my cheek as I watch my family play… Maybe when my eyes leak at the mention of the cross or the sight of a new born babe… Maybe when I cry at sweet memories…

My Puppy

June 1-30 Challenge Day 17 Seventeen Syllables June 17, 1971.  The Okinawa Reversion Agreement was signed. This agreement between the United States and Japan returned control of Okinawa to Japan. A Haiku is a traditional Japanese form of poetry. It is three lines: the first and third lines have five syllables each and the second…

HATE

June 1-30 Challenge Day 14 Fourteen Line Poem June 14, 1578. Fourteen-year-old William Shakespeare wrote his first sonnet. Actually, I made that up. Shakespeare really was 14 in 1578, and he did write sonnets. But no one knows when he wrote his first sonnet. Today may be the day you write your first sonnet, though.…

Valley of the Shadow

I walked through the Valley. Sudden death. Sudden loss. All the while, You were there. You did not leave me. You showed that You care. I walked through the Valley. So much pain. So much grief. There was much sorrow. Yet You carried me through All the way to the ‘morrow. I walked through the…