The Greyhaired Raggedy Man He was down on one knee staring intently at the lock on my apartment door. This raggedy man, locksmith, who had grilled me on the telephone about my lost keys. I was annoyed and irritated. I came up the stairs each one drew me closer. After I reached the third-floor landing, […]
Tag: grief
Until we meet again…
Sunday in Church , I prayed for an end to my sister’s suffering. The cancer and the treatments had ravaged her body. She was afraid to die and very sad. I could feel the passing would be soon. I was already very sad as it was it was the anniversary of my oldest son’s death. […]
Heavenly
The scent of this morning’s Fresh plucked Magnolia blossom Fills the room tonight. One of my favorites… One I cannot explain to my own satisfaction, Much less to another. Tonight, I am reminded of the first time I smelled Magnolia and how the adrenaline swelled through my body while Angels infused the air. Spring. Charleston. […]
Another broken morning
They did not know when they brushed their teeth and washed their Sunday morning faces … To join with their friends in worshipTo be in a house of the Lord As they filed into their small whiteunassuming, country church greeting each other with smiles on a bright Central Texas dayMen shaking handsWomen nodding to one […]
Heartbreaker
Such a difficult decision to make; no easy choices and no right answers. An 8 pound male puppy coming of age in a house with a three pound Chihuahua in heat The alpha male in our home is Romeo. Tiny Chica is his emotional service puppy and the fight ran for months stretched from weeks […]
Inner turmoil
Time races forward towards June. Soon it will be here, the worst month of each year when my Pied Piper answered a whispered call, he could or would- not turn down… I feel anxiety stretching taut over me head to toe over me like the five tiny kittens I once saw swaddled in plastic and tucked in […]
Out of the blue
January 2, 2014 Today, quite unexpectedly, I received a Christmas letter from a dear friend. It gave my heart pangs of grief as I attended her funeral on December 17, exactly one week after the funeral of my father. “Jinger” and my dad were nearly the same age. I first met her when she was a patient at a hospital where […]
Nancilynn is Writing again 