Thursday, November 21, 2013

Thankful For


Air conditioning
Long sofas
Long car rides that take you out of state,
Fall leaves that linger
when others have fluttered to the ground
and turned brown

Little girls bows,
blue colored bottles,
a week off from school,
just thinking about retirement,
and being able to choose when
and shoes

Thankful for memories of
A boy who won my heart,
that hid under white rattan tables
or in a clothes basket for a nap
or play in a sand box for hours
or dress in cameoflage, now
jumping like a gazelle
over fences
and tight spots

Thinking about a
Bright daughter Rose with a heart of gold,
in blue jeans and a red top
punching an old atari,
climbing trees,
or painting with Abuelito Tito or
lying on the ground with sister, brother, and me
spotting the stars,
looking at the Christmas lights
or dreaming of horses and galleons in the clouds, or
listening to the thunder and rain, or watching little riverlets
stream down the hill
It was always adventure with you

Then daughter Ana
Sitting on a kitchen counter
telling me about her day
writing an essay
Cuddled up in a book, or planning a trip
to the Library and coming out with piles of books on their arms
dreaming of clouds, Monet,
her own apartment, her room,
trying beans across the street and liking them,
and flying away to spread her wings
and live her dreams.

How time flys
and the wheels keep turning
the years spin by you,
You are in the center and you don't
notice that everything is turning
your dark hair is silver
your hands are no longer quite as
smooth, your hearing not as sharp
but your heart
it still feels and remembers
the giggles, the laughter,
the lullabyes, the diapers,
and we remember.

I am thankful.
I am thankful.

For having made memories.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

A Friend Died Two Nights Ago

I hesitated to say anything.  Life is like that.  I mean death.  Death makes one slow down like a slow motion movie with its slurred voices forever taking in time to say the slightest thing. Death slows us down.

A friend died. On my birthday, a couple of weeks back I had gotten together with my birthday group to celebrate several of the ladies birthdays and the celebration happened to fall on mine.  There was a festive table, a potluck, and about twenty ladies in all.  When I arrived with a friend another two ladies arrived as well. It was Jill and Sue.  Jill looked so ill and was slowly getting out of the van.  I helped her  out and walked with her to get inside.  I realized she had made such an effort to be there.  Her life had been ebbing away these past two years due to diabetes and kidney failure.  It had taken its toll.  Her vision was about gone. She told me she could not longer see me but for an outline but she was still joyful.  It was nice to hear her laugh.

We sat and chatted for the longest time.  We talked about our policemen sons and how complicated their lives were.  She telling me about her recent trip to Alabama to see her daughter and two grandsons whom she adored.  One of them showed up all dressed up in complete Jr ROTC uniform.  She was so proud.  Her plans included going to Alabama to live and she was excited about the future.  In fact she announced plans to celebrate Thanksgiving at her house.  Ill as she was she was not going to miss it.  She was providing the turkey and we all could bring a side dish.  That was last week and on Tuesday night we got the news Jill passed away peacefully in her sleep.

She had planned for Thanksgiving in her apartment but God had better plans.  She is now seeing her way walking happily on the streets of gold.  Jill you are going to be missed.  Sorely missed but what can you say but God bless you!