Trusting the life line
Releasing dreams to the sky
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Trusting the life line
Releasing dreams to the sky
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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/achievement/
Time is irrelevant
No meaning cast
Daylight dishonored
By shadows of the past
Seasons slide easily
Through white knuckled fists
Like tiny bright crystals
Too weak to resist
Time is a gift
To be treasured or wasted
Portraits and images
Carefully pasted
Time is mind altered
We stand early or late
Pausing… resuming
But time does not wait
Time is man measured
Designed and driven
Assumed, forsaken
Granted, God given
In the wakefulness of now
Listen and you will hear
Hearts beating
To the sound of original grace
Souls strumming on strings
Of merciful melodies
Faintly tapping out the truth
Orchestrating the score
Of the conductor, the Creator
Heed to this rhapsody of love
Humming softly through the clatter
Drumming gently without fail
Steady as time, resistant to mind
Find harmony within
Where good intentions lie dormant
Under clogged and corrupted arteries
Like a child, improvise
Sing this song of life
Every moment we are still together
Mother and daughter, so sacred
I have the unfortunate knowledge
It will not last
Because I have been there
Facing the impossible
Denying the unthinkable
I have been there
When the bottom falls out
Making you wonder why
You invested your soul, your heart, your mind
If only for a short time
Why do we love so much
Knowing it will cause so much pain?
Why are we given these precious moments
Leaving us vulnerable and needing more?
I have been there
Devastated by the loss
Frozen in my tracks
Wondering where my next breath will come from
Kicking at pieces of my heart
Laying on the floor
Because life was over as I knew it
So today I look at you, aging with grace
I hang on to your every word,
Every beloved gesture
Until the end.
Somehow the sun
Sneaks in
Unnoticed, even shunned
By those not ready
For the flicker
Of a flame already snuffed
So many times
By paralyzed thoughts
Of reality known
And dreams departed
Somehow the sun
Slips gently
Making contact, though rejected
By hearts still twisted
With past and pain
Blocking rays, restricting light
As life gives moments
Short yet sweet
To collect and keep
Or resist and release
#10. “In an instant, your world can be turned upside down. The people you take for granted can disappear in the blink of an eye. Tomorrow is only a plan. This moment is all you have.”
It was October of 2000. It was a Saturday morning when the phone rang, waking me up from a deep slumber. As one who usually dreaded the worst, I assumed this 7 a.m phone call meant something was wrong. Perhaps my grandmother was ill but in the back of my mind, I thought “calm down, it’s probably just a wrong number”. Nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to hear. It would have been the furthest idea from my mind. It was unthinkable.
When my crying mother said my brother was “gone”, I asked where he went. He was single. He could go wherever he wanted. He had no significant ties. I thought…. where in the world could he have gone that would upset my mom so much? What was she talking about?
Confused and half asleep I asked her, “Where did he go?”
“He’s dead”, she muttered with whatever strength she could dig up from……somewhere. My mother had waited hours to call me. She just couldn’t pick up the phone.
He was 36 years old. He was my baby brother by three years.
He was my only brother.
I fell to the floor. I remember so clearly the sound that came out of my mouth. I remember pacing back and forth and screaming “no” over and over. I am sure at that moment, I was insane. I remember crawling up the stairs, waking up my ex husband. I was not me, but just an empty, robotic being, mumbling, sobbing, shaking, running around the room……lost in denial.
I cannot understand to this day how I drove an hour and a half by myself to get there. My two sons were still asleep (or were they?) and their dad would stay there with them. I didn’t want them to know anything about their uncle yet…because it couldn’t be true anyways. That was the plan I managed to somehow articulate before running out the door to my car. I was going to see him because that was the only way I could prove that this wasn’t happening.
The next time I saw my brother, it was Halloween night and he was in a casket.
DEATH is sneaky. Don’t ever trust it. It hides away mysteriously and then leaps out of nowhere to blindside you into oblivion.
LIFE is precious. Don’t ever take it for granted. It is amazing, breathing and beautiful and it never hides. Take everything it has to offer.
Don’t wait until the phone rings or there is a knock on the door. Live your life to the fullest.
Every minute unfolding in front of you is amazing.
~ In memory of my brother, his laughter, his incredible smile , his song , his silly dance and most of all, his loving heart.~