We all know that our loved ones are going to die someday. But when it’s suddenly officially confirmed..well, it starts a long journey.
I’m sharing some of my experience as my husband and I deal with our daughter’s stage IV cancer and her recent move into palliative care.
I write for my healing, my release……it’s selfish.
looking for gold
PROSPECTING FOR GOLD
When you’re about to lose
the big things, you start
noticing the small ones.
Gold takes on a different hue
less a shining defined by others
more a soft glowing in the heart.
See the blue sky, hey look at the
ducks chasing each other
outside your window.
A heart splitting is dropping tears
Private moments aren’t
so private anymore.
This isn’t about heaven.
It’s feeling moments
here on earth.
I‘m smiling because a friend called.
That first cup of coffee…so wonderful.
Yellow dandelions everywhere.
Experiencing the inner cacophony —
of grief, joy, frustration, peace,
harsh judgements, soft exhales,
all pierced through with gratitude
for kindnesses shown
for love shared
How long will this last?
months? weeks?
Oh look, a robin.
besliter 4/7/16