The strange reality is both my parents are gone now, and with that the final hints of true devotion only a parent has for their child. The last of that echo, however faint it became these past few years, is now truly gone.
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How can death drive two distinct states of being? That which is a mystery can be quite unnerving and curious all at once. Whatever comes for us, either good or bad, is a connection not to be ignored.
Read moreJoy of My Life
Willy’s crazy energy, which I thought was entirely too much at the time, proved to fill in our home with so much love. I miss him: his big spirit and all the joy he gave us. How lucky we are that he swooped into our lives and ran rampant with our hearts.
Read morePicnic with Will
What was, was beautiful.
What will be is unknown.
One last final sigh as the swing dangles slightly in the afternoon buzz.
One last kiss goodbye.
An Old Song on the Radio
Just another old song on the radio
And I can’t seem to remember my soul
The words come and some I let go
I’m anchored by what I can’t control.
Natural Exit
“Death is rarely fast and easy. It is also rarely painful,” Arvin said. He also reminded us, “you’re never too late to switch course,” which provided the dark levity our guilt-ridden Catholic hearts needed.
Read moreTen Thousand Words
Looking back now I see how grit can be turned to pearls, how seemingly bad moments can be blessings, how you can find hope in unsuspecting places.
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