A Day to Forget

Eleven, Eleven, Eleven

at eleven:eleven a.m.

A day I won’t repeat

in my lifetime.

Only look back on,

remember where I was.

I was beside my husband

while he slept, checking

for fever or any change,

wondering if I’d notice

something important,

something that went awry.

This day has become

a day I want to forget.

The day after his surgery.

The day we heard cancer

applied to our life.

Wedding Rehearsal

“It is what it is – if you cry, you cry.”

Jeni Roney

The rehearsal walk down the aisle didn’t go well. 

Each time her father began the walk, he’d break down.

His son died six months before, the pain still so raw.

He felt the absence with each step he took.  He prayed

for strength.  His daughter had lost her brother,

she deserved a perfect day. He confided

 “Jeni, I don’t think I can do this, I loose it every time.”

She held his hand, looked into his eyes, “Dad,

it is what it is.  If you cry, you cry”. He felt

the freedom of those words. He walked down the aisle

with such pride in his daughter, wise and grown.

He began to live his life with these words in mind,

“it is what it” with the silent rejoinder, “if you cry, you cry.”

I'll Get to it Today

The leftovers
A theme for PAD
The question for NaNo
Birthday gift for Bill
Writing something, anything
Make the Skywriters meeting
Leave the Halloween candy alone
Spend time with Jeni
Answer my email, get messages from IPhone
Get my conference material in order
Keep an attitude of thankfulness all day
Tell those I love that I do
Embrace the moment, seize the day
Clean up Halloween decorations
Dinner with daughter and son-in-law
Make Christmas card list and start
Give Lexi dawg her bath
Get nails done
Sign up for Christmas show
Send birthday cards to nieces
Find an art class
Sign up for Nov knitting classes
Take photos of our new house
Think about what furniture to take
How to decorate
Today
Perhaps a bit smaller list would
not set me up for failure?