Would she remember these moments?
Summoned by her great grandfather
She ran downstairs to sing him a song.
Normally these are reserved for Friday nights over the phone.
But they were both in the same place at the same time.
One must always take advantage of an opportunity like this.
It mattered not the tune,
Or even the tone in her voice which was actually quite terrible.
It sounded beautiful to him and to all of us.
Because we all knew how precious this opportunity was.
She kissed his cheek and gave him a light hug.
Grabbing his arm gently she told him,
"I'll be back later, okay Papa Sam?"
The look of caring and concern on her face
Was far more mature than her seven years of age.
("Seven and a little over a half," she'd tell you.)
But he felt it with all his 96 years.
She ran back upstairs to play,
And left behind warmth
About Me
- Stephanie D
- I'm a Recovering Drama Queen. I got tired of the same old lines.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Family - Day One
She had love on both sides.
One that came from inside and the other she let in.
She was glad for a change to have the middle seat on the plane.
She had never been so excited to land!
Family was waiting.
Her parents, siblings, niece, nephews, cousins, aunts, uncles...
Including her Papa!
They would all be there to celebrate the B'nai Mitzvah.
Introductions were made.
She knew they would go well.
How could they not?
They would most definitely see what she did.
Family surrounded her with comfort.
She reached over and pulled him in with her.
She'd glance over to him every now and then,
Hoping he saw the happiness in her eyes.
Glad for the moments when his hand touched hers.
She watched as her child charmed the room
With her warmth and energy.
They couldn't help but giggle.
Neither could she,
But she stifled it as parents often do.
Quietly pleased.
Her niece and nephew were now 13.
Family congregated in the synagogue
To celebrate this mitzvah.
Her sister glowed with pride
And rightfully so.
Tired from their day of travel
They headed back to the hotel.
Her little one was up so late
That her eyes shut before she finished her meal.
He remarked about the loving look she gave
As she held her child in her arms.
She loved when he'd reflect on those moments for her.
A long day indeed.
She savored every moment,
And drifted off to sleep.
Tomorrow would bring more joy.
This was Day One.
One that came from inside and the other she let in.
She was glad for a change to have the middle seat on the plane.
She had never been so excited to land!
Family was waiting.
Her parents, siblings, niece, nephews, cousins, aunts, uncles...
Including her Papa!
They would all be there to celebrate the B'nai Mitzvah.
Introductions were made.
She knew they would go well.
How could they not?
They would most definitely see what she did.
Family surrounded her with comfort.
She reached over and pulled him in with her.
She'd glance over to him every now and then,
Hoping he saw the happiness in her eyes.
Glad for the moments when his hand touched hers.
She watched as her child charmed the room
With her warmth and energy.
They couldn't help but giggle.
Neither could she,
But she stifled it as parents often do.
Quietly pleased.
Her niece and nephew were now 13.
Family congregated in the synagogue
To celebrate this mitzvah.
Her sister glowed with pride
And rightfully so.
Tired from their day of travel
They headed back to the hotel.
Her little one was up so late
That her eyes shut before she finished her meal.
He remarked about the loving look she gave
As she held her child in her arms.
She loved when he'd reflect on those moments for her.
A long day indeed.
She savored every moment,
And drifted off to sleep.
Tomorrow would bring more joy.
This was Day One.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Please Be Kind to Me
"Please be kind to me," she said.
Simple,
Direct...
Perhaps she was about to get bad news from her doctor.
She could be receiving a critique of a new piece of artwork.
Had she just stepped on a scale?
Maybe she got in a fight with her lover.
It's possible someone had already been unkind to her that day.
It could be a request to a higher power for mercy.
She very well could be requesting a donation.
Slim chance that she just ate a chili cheese coney with extra onions
And her stomach was grumbling, but you never know.
She might have been holding a mirror to her face at the time.
Five simple words arranged in a sentence.
A simple request for one of the most basic of needs...
"Please be kind to me."
Simple,
Direct...
Perhaps she was about to get bad news from her doctor.
She could be receiving a critique of a new piece of artwork.
Had she just stepped on a scale?
Maybe she got in a fight with her lover.
It's possible someone had already been unkind to her that day.
It could be a request to a higher power for mercy.
She very well could be requesting a donation.
Slim chance that she just ate a chili cheese coney with extra onions
And her stomach was grumbling, but you never know.
She might have been holding a mirror to her face at the time.
Five simple words arranged in a sentence.
A simple request for one of the most basic of needs...
"Please be kind to me."
Friday, February 17, 2012
A Reward for Patience
I'm not feeling well today.
Mother Nature brought clouds and rain to me today for company. I think she knew sunshine would be too bright. The thing is, I'm not wallowing in self pity or wishing I had more. By all accounts life is very good. There's a lot of happiness going on in this head of mine! But I am depressed. The kind I just need to let myself weather.
Perhaps the clouds and the rain and the chill in the air is a reminder that I have all the warmth I need inside myself... it's all in there, built on hard work and kindness to myself, deep love for and from others. It's just slow to start...and I need to wait.
Maybe this is why Mother Nature gives us rainbows? A reward for patience.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Together We Are
Together we grow.
The "I am..." becomes stronger.
Our "We" takes form.
"I am funny," he said.
"I am also funny," she said.
"Together we are funnier!"
"Do your pants make my butt look big?"
We laugh
We create
We express
We connect
We cherish
We develop
We relate
We refresh
We encourage
We share
We support
We give
We receive
"I am in love with you," she said.
"I am also in love with you, " he said.
Together we are
The "I am..." becomes stronger.
Our "We" takes form.
"I am funny," he said.
"I am also funny," she said.
"Together we are funnier!"
"Do your pants make my butt look big?"
We laugh
We create
We express
We connect
We cherish
We develop
We relate
We refresh
We encourage
We share
We support
We give
We receive
"I am in love with you," she said.
"I am also in love with you, " he said.
Together we are
Thursday, February 9, 2012
New Dimensions - Beauty of a Woman Blogfest
I posted this piece yesterday before I knew about the BEAUTY OF A WOMAN BLOGFEST
I hope this piece of work does justice. Please check out August's blog and participate! I don't know how to do the logo so it has a link, but just click on her blog link above for details.
Here's my post from yesterday:
NEW DIMENSIONS
You shattered me into a million pieces,
But lovingly put me back together.
I’m whole again,
And yet I’m so very different.
Light doesn’t entirely reflect off of me anymore.
It shines through the cracks and the crevices
Where I used to be solid.
I now have highlights.
I like it this way.
How else could I mirror the depths
Of your new dimensions?
I thought a follow up to my Perfect Unison piece from November would be nice. It's quite extraordinary to finally feel accepted by my own reflection.
I hope this piece of work does justice. Please check out August's blog and participate! I don't know how to do the logo so it has a link, but just click on her blog link above for details.
Here's my post from yesterday:
NEW DIMENSIONS
You shattered me into a million pieces,
But lovingly put me back together.
I’m whole again,
And yet I’m so very different.
Light doesn’t entirely reflect off of me anymore.
It shines through the cracks and the crevices
Where I used to be solid.
I now have highlights.
I like it this way.
How else could I mirror the depths
Of your new dimensions?
I thought a follow up to my Perfect Unison piece from November would be nice. It's quite extraordinary to finally feel accepted by my own reflection.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Off to Sleep
It joined us last night.
It doesn't visit often
Which is a good thing
As it takes up precious space
Last night I was too tired and tried to ignore it.
That was my mistake.
In return it stole my sleep.
I sat there, bleary-eyed
Wanting to wake you
But you were resting so peacefully.
I couldn't.
It kept me company until I said, "I see you!"
I stared straight at it, deep in thought
It couldn't deny my acknowledgement
It knew I'd tell you about it when you woke up.
That's when it left, the elephant in the room.
and I drifted off to sleep.
It doesn't visit often
Which is a good thing
As it takes up precious space
Last night I was too tired and tried to ignore it.
That was my mistake.
In return it stole my sleep.
I sat there, bleary-eyed
Wanting to wake you
But you were resting so peacefully.
I couldn't.
It kept me company until I said, "I see you!"
I stared straight at it, deep in thought
It couldn't deny my acknowledgement
It knew I'd tell you about it when you woke up.
That's when it left, the elephant in the room.
and I drifted off to sleep.
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