I cling to my memories. Fondly. Some days. Other days, I just sail through, making new ones. Just so you don't think I live in yesterday. That would be extremely depressing, in my opinion.
I swirled the coffee in its cup this morning, thinking of my mom and how she enjoyed the ritual of that first cup of coffee in these cups. I sat there in my chair, perhaps a little expectantly, waiting for the sadness to wash over me. Yet, it didn't.
In some ways, I am thankful that she does not have to bear witness to this mess. Perhaps it is the State of our World, where my parents, particularly my mother, would shield me and my siblings from the unnecessary violence the news brought to our living room. Today, it does not embarrass me one bit to say that I miss that part of my Mom.
Le Sigh
Of course, I know that there is a downside to shielding one's children, guiding them through these things, lest they get taught them from their friends, social media, or the like. Ironic, isn't it? To be taught by the very thing you feel like you are protecting them from? In spite of it all, you can still convey that sense of safety.
Just thinking about this comes with a torrent of emotions that swirl inside of me like the perfect storm. Sweet memories and few regrets. So, I guess it would be okay to still want that protective shield covering me once again.
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All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.
It’s my way. I walk out to the deep end of the page and dive right in
As always, a flower, to color my world. #alwaysaflower As a matter of fact, It was Henry Matisse who once said, "There is always flowers for those that want to see one."
We Are The World
There comes a time
When we heed a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
Oh, and it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
We can't go on
Pretending day-by-day
That someone, somewhere soon make a change
We're all a part of God's great big family
And the truth, you know, love is all we need
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me
Oh, send them your heart
So they know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us by turning stones to bread
And so we all must lend a helping hand
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
Oh, there's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me
When you're down and out, there seems no hope at all
But if you just believe there's no way we can fall
Well, well, well, well let us realize
Oh, that a change can only come
When we stand together as one, yeah, yeah, yeah
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me
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Sweet memories makes one a wealthy soul.
True. I agree with that one. :))
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What a beautiful post. Brought a tear to my eye. ❤️🙏
Thank you so much. You are so kind. ❤️ I appreciate your words!
You're welcome. I enjoy your posts :)
So sweet and thoughtful Denise. Memories bring such a flood of emotions sometimes and then again a sense of peace that just puts a gentle smile on our face and fills our heart with love. Mothers are so special that way.
Mothers really are, aren't they? Like a soft, gentle breeze, wafting through on a summer day. Warm and sweet.
The memories linger, Wanda. Gently, gently.
They sure are! Memories come and go so gently with the breeze for sure.
Regrets fade away but memories will always be with us ♥️
I have but few regrets, maybe more, but, if I do, they have long been forgotten. Which goes to prove, that you are right. ;)
Hope all is well for you in your world!
Sometimes as hard as it is to forget regrets we must move on otherwise we get bogged down but seems your on the right track 👍
Things are tough over here although the virus is contained over here , work is minimal but luckily the cost of living here is way cheaper then the western countries 😊
True!!! However, our government is trying its hardest to go bankrupt feeding us stimulus checks and help with mortgages...
I'll take the cheaper paradise!
Yep printing all that money is going to have serious implications but take it if it's been handed out 🤣
Sadly, I get nothing. Im going to ask for less money at work... no. Demand it!! :)
That's the girl why not ☺️
No matter how we got along, the memories of our parents stay with us. I’m sure a brief thought of my mother goes through my mind every day and she has been gone from this planet 33 years. I am shocked I am living longer than she did. Sometimes just looking at my hands I see the resemblance to hers.
What a great poem Denise.
Oh, she was a mere baby when she passed to the next world, Jo! I had no idea, but just thinking about you saying you think of her every day, I understand that fully.
Sometimes I still want to pick up the phone and tell her something funny. And then I remember. Once again.
It's so wonderful when parents do things to make special moments for their children, moments that will always be with that child. Memories that will make that child feel closer to you one day when you have gone ahead.
So amazingly valuable !
Yes. If they weren't so darn special and loveable and have the heart of a saint, they wouldn't be missed quite as much.
Every once in awhile , I can feel her hug my heart.
What a beautiful post. Tribute and longing and reality all in the same place. It's just lovely.
I miss my mommy and her assurance that things will be all right no matter the world.
I've been wondering lately if my mom might have dropped an fbomb this year. It's been so screwed up, would that not be possible? Probably not, but it's worth wondering.
Thanks Denise. I really appreciate it.
Hahah! Oh, Tom! @bigtom13 You really had me going there. :)) It's possible, you know? I never say never. I am so glad I am not the only one who feels about ten years old some days.
Thank you, Tom. Always.
Yeah. Some days I am just the worlds biggest 10 year old. But I've got a good dog, what else does a 10 year old need-except for an occasional affirmation from my mom? Which I also have...
Of course! Sam! :))
I think you are right, Tom. @bigtom13 What else does any of us need?
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