Archive | December 2015

Back In Touch …. Remembering What I Love ….

I love hearing the rain as it falls in the hours before the sun comes up …. never a bed more plush ….

I love being picked up completely off the ground and embraced …. protected, so safe, wrapped in what magic makes ….

I love when I feel that gaze; pulled by passion plus love, times chemistry …. a rush in all its mystery ….

I love the city lights, the moon so bright …. stars close enough to touch ….

I love miles traveled around the world, smelling the flowers in bloom …. a stack of books, a lover’s dance ….

I love feeling the energy of kindred spirits, soul to soul through Divine touch …. up all night, the “baddest” bunch ….

I love rediscovering everything that made me once feel so free;   …. I will wait not in sorrow, but in hope and belief ….


but she will .

My baby (my niece) doesn’t know  her mommy.

She doesn’t know I’m her auntie.

She doesn’t know how private I like my life to be, now so vulnerable and suspicious of intention.

She doesn’t know how this has changed us.

She doesn’t know how very few people are intimately in my life, selected by decades of proven loyalty, and only her space remains.

She doesn’t know that I ache for her, weep for her, breathe for her.

She doesn’t know how tirelessly we have all tried, helplessly waiting, literally counting the days, the years, the months, the madness.

She doesn’t know that she is the missing jewel in our family crown.

She doesn’t know that she is looking into the faces of strangers, her life a mere  illusion those strangers created.

She doesn’t know how one day, everything in her life is going to change in an instant.

She doesn’t know we will catch her when she falls.

She doesn’t know that we would each give our lives to save hers.

She doesn’t know she is the keeper of so many hopes and dreams.

But she will.

And isn’t the very thought so heavenly …….


When It’s Love ….

When it’s love, it never goes away.

When it’s love, the impossible happens.

When it’s love, loyalty is everything.

When it’s love, you don’t let go.

When it’s love, you face hurts and heartache head-on.

When it’s love, you pull each other up hand-over-hand.

When it’s love, you wait if it takes forever.

When it’s love, you find strength you didn’t know you had.

When it’s love, it just makes sense. (Even if only you see it.)

When it’s love, you stand firm in faith.

When it’s love, in your heart, you know …. (And everyone else can see it.)