Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Fall one must

Fall one must
as Summer wanes
Goosebumps settle
Humidity plays a confusing game

Strength in wind
Some clouds do cover
Long the days
When sunshine hovers

Fear not dear one
Each day is new
Fall too restores
Even grey to blue

See the beauty
Beyond the looming skies
Faith is near
Sit and close those eyes

Hear the rhythm
Beating hearts together close
Spirit and soul
A powerful dose

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

extraordinary day

Today is another day in the week. The sky is blue, the air is fresh and the sun gleams against the glass. 11 years ago the same was true. But the days that followed 9/11 were extraordinary. We were reminded of the hate in the world. Our vulnerability was exposed as a nation, as communities and as family members. We questioned certain races and religions, certain cultures and beliefs. But we also were reminded of the kindness and compassion that exists between strangers. We witnessed resilience and courage. We focused on caring for each other and being respectful of one another. We reaffirmed our love for those in our lives who mattered most and nurtured the bonds that needed mending. That ordinary day became extraordinary by an outside force, out of our control. But my hope is that as we move on, fill hearts and heal grief, we make each day as powerful as those that brought us together after that horrific day. We have the power to make each day extraordinary. By doing so, we honor those whose lives were lost, those who worked tirelessly to find hope, and those who continue to fight to keep this country safe. United we stand, together we strive, and forever we remember.

Friday, September 7, 2012

11J


Today they move. 11J. No longer will they be upstairs, for a visit, a pajama party, a hug after a long day. I have been in denial so far. Up until now...

The exciting and wonderful news is that they are close by, in a beautiful house, with a backyard and a pink bicycle in the garage. Now, I will pack a bag, bring my p.j.'s, and be within 45 minutes of bike rides and hugs. I know that I will see them lots. But as I walk into my apartment, 10L, it doesn't quite feel like home. I miss them already.