Let it Rain

Lovemydad
Sideways These Days

The music of the morning rain

just beyond my window pain

massaging the land with repetitious splashes of moisture.

Varying degrees of timbre and pitch

a choral cacophony

Fitting that nature should join my hearts phrase

Memories echo of long ago days

How many gallons have poured from the sky?

Can you pay that water bill? Neither can I…

Picking up pieces just tears of my heart

placing them down again,

oh where do I start?…

What’s about this paradigm of a need to say goodbye

Why?

he never did,

why should I?

it used to have us complain “you never say good-bye”

 

#neitherwilli #guessitstuck  #noneed #stayawhile #ohmemorykeepmewarm

#lifeissidewaysthesedays #missyoudad

I’m glad it rained on this anniversary of your passing. #breathe

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Coming up for air…

Picture courtesy of Kerry Pimblott

Thank you to Chape Personal Trainer for the kick-in-the-pants to post as it’s been quite awhile. I am responding in the moment.

1. What matters most to you? Cancer no longer being a household word and a good night’s sleep.

2. How much do you enjoy what you do for a living?  100%

3. What would be the hardest thing (physical) for you to give up? My loved ones.

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A Resonate Reality >tolife<

Charley – Right To Brag (Blogging 101 Prompt).

Claremary hit the nail on the head for me today: Tears mopping my face on a Sunday afternoon, take the time to read it all!

Cancer dwarfs every pain in the ass…”How the hell am I going to get this done on time? What else can go wrong today?! I thought you were supposed to do it! Where the hell are my keys! That’s not my problem! She wants what?! We can’t afford this! WTF!!!…every single pain in the ass curveball each day throws at us. Cancer is the knuckleball of all knuckleballs. It’s the sucker punch of all sucker punches. It’s a full house in a stacked deck and Cancer trumps all!

September

Years ago, a boyfriend and I broke up at this time of year.

It used to depress me. Not anymore. Life has its seasons and

I am thankful and often reevaluate my seasonal situations.

Sitting and being: gratefulness resides.

 

This is what else surfaced.

1. Sit review: a hero in my own mind, ha.

As for this site and blogging, I have learned that just because I can throw a room together and have it breathe beauty. (Yes, breathe.) or give words of encouragement, does not mean

that I can decorate a page with words.  There are rules. I get that. Now.

So, at my pace, in my time, I will take a class starting at zero.

2. Handiwork. Until then, my 3D world is budding with some of my own new artwork.

Have you ever tried the Painting and Vino class?

There’s a zero to hero here as well.

It was a very therapeutic experience.  These oils acrylics were more forgiving than watercolor.

I thought to go back and complete this picture. Get my own paints, add a little leaves here and there,

lighten the black branch in front…and decided against it.

Enjoy your September.

Back to Cool, literally

In progress
In progress

 

P.S.  Dang it. I hit the pub key and some of you are getting editing updates. Mea Culpa.