Thursday, April 14, 2016

The Day that was....the one year mark



My Love
It is a year now since you got out of our car and into the angels'.
I know you are doing more of God's work on this next journey of yours.
It is the right thing for you.
Left behind is me.

 Without you, who am I, my heart broken so.
The grief of loving you
It is irrational,
 Grief hacks at me until I am a ghost of who I was.
I always wanted to be like you.
Then I realized that you would never have married yourself.
 I am OK being me.

At dusk, when the deer run in the field, I think of you.
In the dawn, when the rising sun brings the dew.  the birds are singing you here with me.
I have completed my alphabet, putting the letters A...L...S back in.
I am trying to accept life on life's terms.

The line is drawn.
I will go on.

Attributed to Itshak Perlman, when he played his violin with a broken string,
is the quote:
"My job is to make music with whatever I have left."
That is my new motto:

Twelfth of Never


9 comments:

m. said...

Bless you, my blog friend. Keep making quilts with all you have left. You are an inspiration!

Myra @ Busy Hands Quilts said...

You are doing so well on this journey.

Rachaeldaisy said...

Sending lots of love and hugs to you.

Sujata Shah said...

Sending love to you.

Michele Bilyeu said...

Sending peace, prayers, hugs, and love dwar one.

smazoochie said...

Another of your team sending love.

ES said...

Diane, hugs hugs hugs. X

Ellen Guerrant said...

Thinking of you so much this week, Diane. xoxo

Cathy said...

Diane, I`m glad you are moving along and I`m happy you are sewing. It will get better. I`m doing volunteer work. It`s so nice to be motivated. It`s been 27 months and I finally am finding "me" since my husbands death. You have a beautiful support system! You are always in my thoughts.