Deciding what to do with one of Rick’s tech toys triggers unexpected grief. Here’s a link to my first blog post as a contributor on the Hope for Widows Foundation website: https://hopeforwidows.org/2018/04/time-grief-and-an-apple-watch/
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Scraps
I can’t hang onto you, I know that.
But I’m trying.
I’m working so hard to move on, when everything inside me screams – hang on, hang on, hang on to every scrap, every piece of him,
As your life is being dismantled.
I want to keep every aspect of your life untouched, in place.
I know you don’t need … Read the blog
Saturday Afternoons – A Poem
Saturdays
You used to say you loved to hear the rain outside our window
On Saturday afternoons spent in bed
A nap became a perfect world inhabited by two
Legs entwined, my head on your massive muscular chest,
Warmed by your love
We talked of everything and nothing
“Let’s pretend we’re living in our truck, we’re traveling the country, we’re … Read the blog
To Rick (formerly “Miles” – revised)
To Rick
Distance cannot stop my love
From seeking your heart’s strings.
Our souls communicate past death,
And mine to yours still sings.
The great expanse of heavens
Can’t keep our love apart.
For still I feel you near me;
I sense you in my heart.
My mind’s eye beckons you at will.
I see you in my dreams at … Read the blog