First Birthday Without a Cowboy Poem
My birthday was on Tuesday the 24th. I suppose birthdays are supposed to be a happy time but I felt kind of down.
My birthday was on Tuesday the 24th. I suppose birthdays are supposed to be a happy time but I felt kind of down.
Writing a poem today was a struggle, which may be evident. Usually I just throw out whatever comes into my head, only feeling the need for slight changes. But this one came out awkward, the cadence and message lost. I’m blaming this on the dreariness and demands of the day. All the creatures were feeling…
“I know God will not give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish He didn’t trust me so much.” — Mother Teresa I should be working on my story, I know, but I have some things on my mind that I need to get out first. It’s been a rough week. Things happen behind…
It’s been a few days since I posted. Not that I haven’t written tons and tons, but thank God I have demonstrated some degree of self control and not publicized my sad, grieving, horrifying thoughts. A word of advice, when you lose your love, do not read poetry like this: The Summer We Almost Split…
I’ve been trying to get my act together enough to write a blog post for a week now, which is about how long it’s been since I entered another sick-and-tired cycle. I can barely put two thoughts together. When I don’t feel well, it’s frequently because of something I’ve eaten or something else that has triggered…
I was the child who climbed up into the cradle of tree branches with a book, a pen and my journal and observed the world from a safe distance. Maybe it’s time to come down and tell people what I saw.
Paper, emails, messages, class assignments They arrive faster than a roadrunner cartoon Anvils rain from the sky Duck! Hide under the desk! “Take me down to the river” She whispers Where tufts of white Glide between stone blue ice Two, then four, then more Silent as statues Three observers One human, two not Watch from…
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Happy birthday, Mary…I’m so sorry about the loss of your dad. Especially since you only had a few years getting to know him. What a handsome man he was! You must relish being able to revisit the cards and pictures…what a gift to have had the time you did, even if it is bittersweet because it was so short. Sending lots of good thoughts your way and hoping you had a lovely day with your beautiful Java and adorable Murphy and Luke 🙂
Sending birthday howls and whinnies,
Sue and the gang at DVR
Happy Birthday Mary. I found you through Dream Valley Ranch (Sue). Your Dad’s poem was terrific and I am so glad you found him. My last name was Olson before I got married. I will have to read back in your blog to learn more about you.
Sue – Thanks for your note. I do have lots of good memories from the time we did have together.
Lori – Glad you dropped by. I’ve taken a look at your blog and want to check it out more thoroughly. Looks like we share many similar interests.
Mary,
I was out of town for your birthday but Happy Belated Birthday. You’re lucky to have had time with your dad and to have those cards as memories.
I lost my mom many years ago but certain events still bring me to tears from missing her. Barack Obama’s election was one of them. Who’d have expected that?
Happy birthday!