AKA "The Writing Woman"
Every step I take forward is a step away from you.
But is it?
It’s a step away from what we shared.
It’s a step away from my time with you.
But is it also a step toward the future – the afterlife – I will share with you?
Are you sitting on the beach waiting for me, an empty
[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]
BY E. E. CUMMINGS
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my … Read the blog
Dear Rick,
I’m at work.
It’s 9:47 am, and suddenly I pictured being at the hospital with you.
Getting on the elevator at the medical center, you turn to me and jab at my stomach and I warn you that there are cameras watching your abuse.
Then we continue with the horseplay
I swat at you
Or I throw my … Read the blog
Tell me again why I should get up today. To feel more pain? To feel so lonely it hurts? To remember again that the person I want to be with more than anyone is gone?
Tell me again that my life should go on. Tell me he would’ve wanted it that way. Tell me again that he’s better off, that … Read the blog
Relegated to photos and memories
You, who were here only weeks ago
No longer tangible, touchable, real
Relegated to pictures and memories
You, who I loved with all my being
No longer here in my bed
Relegated to pictures and memories
Captured digitally and on 4×6 prints
Part of my elusive dreams
Once you got the death sentence, you said there was nothing we could do about it.
But you didn’t die that Christmas, and you didn’t die that spring.
And we got Christmas with the family.
And we got spring in Florida.
And – in between hospital visits – we got summer at home.
We got time with friends.
We got … Read the blog