Letting November Go

It started by mourning the loss of my mother. Her death hit me so hard, that I am still in disbelief that it happened at all. I have a frozen image of her in my mind, living, breathing and I miss her like the dickens. November, all 30 days of it, I had forgotten who…

Losing You

Walking away is the best I can do as you cry yourself to sleep at 4:42pm. For all you know it’s morning, as you have the last few months at this time. You are confused, but you don’t know why, you are incorrigible, nothing will help the situation, thus is the reason I must step…

You Died on a Wednesday

As I sit here enthralled by pastels slowly moving into gold, orange, and red hues, I am mesmerized by the light and the way it dances on the water, while a deeper blue grows richer as the last light of day falls beyond the horizon. The pain has not hit me; broken down callused walls…

Dead Tree

You were once reaching, touching heaven and rooted, digging into earth. You were beauty to the human eye, dancing in the wind and enduring seasonal nature, until you could no longer. No matter how hard you hung on to life, death slowly took it from you, until there was none. Oh the things you’ve seen…

Death’s Beginning: The Eyes of Grace Through Faith

What is death? Is it the last exhale of life, the rigamortis of muscle, the grievance of the heart, the end of a relationship? Is it the renewing of the mind or the end of sins? Does it have a beginning? Death isn’t just a hole in the ground, a casket holding the earth down,…

The Body is Present, but the Mind is Elswhere

As days passed after my grandfathers death, I sat each evening gazing at Boney Mountain pondering and whispering to God; my head cluttered by life. Sleep beckoned me, but I was too taken by the mountains beauty against the blue sky. I searched each crevasse looking for nothing. Toggling between thoughts of my grandfather and…

Letting go from 3,000 miles

Visiting you I see how the dementia feeds off of your brain daily, as though you are its meal. When you come back to me in unannounced moments, your eyes clear themselves from the muck and the most beautiful light blue pierces me. Your body has withered and its function is slowing, too fast for…