four years ago was a hard hard day.
four years ago my sweet momma
moved to heaven.
sometimes it seemed like my heart went with her.
the year after she died was full of sorrow,
sometimes confusion, lots of weeping,
and taking it a day (or minute) at a time.
but today my heart is not broken.
my eyes are not weeping.
my spirit feels thankful.
its been more of a celebration
than mourning.
how blessed to be the daughter of
some pretty terrific people.
my folks weren't perfect,
but i had a mighty fine "raising".
so this day and this week i've been
celebrating life.
i brought home fresh flowers in
memory of not only mom,
but my father-in-love.
lots of happy life happening here.
i've watched the squirrels
play tag around the trees.
seen the birds splash and slurp
in the bird bath.
and have felt blessed all week.
thanks be to God for these
gifts of life.
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