is the pain there to remind us how good it really is when it is really good?
take none of it for granted

there has been:

warmer air
and sleeping in tents
and swimming in rivers
and moonlight
there has been chairs on the deck
and bare feet in wading pools
there has been
reconnection
and there has been letting go
there has been shock and awe
an overwhelming look at life
there has been
no money honey
beggning and borrowing
and this close to stealing
there has been gratitude still
and reverence
and love
over all
and most importantly
there has been love

give me

give me
guitars on shell streaked beaches
candles burning past midnight
give me an honest fortune
and drunk stumbling down cobblestone streets
give me poems again
painted words dripping on your tongue
give me the crash of a wave
the rise of the sun
give me moonlit swimming
and gentle waves
give me salty hair and chinese food in our swimsuits
give me footprints
big and little
give me braided bracelets and shell necklaces
give me the poetry of a life lived like this

poem

she had forgotten

about music

about sound flooding her veins

about art

and the overwhelm

about paint on canvas and naked arms

about poetry

and how could she have forgotten about poetry?

she was quietly waiting

for the invitation

back to herself

she

she she closes her eyes the smell of flowers pink and pastel and they should be for easter she she closes her eyes and that giggle fills her ears and it should never stop she crosses her fingers she waters the plants and she breathes in quick when she comes she dances on eggshells she opens the door slow she covers it up so you'll never know she closes her eyes and the show starts up again the circus lives in her town she arches her back and catches the trapeze and the fall overwhelms her again she lands at your ocean she swims in too deep and you'll never see her again

there has been...

There has been
an inspiring breeze
and warm sun spots
driving with the sun roof open
a day that is longer than the last
there has been stuffy noses and croupy coughs
and plenty of time sprawled out in bed
there has been an icy forest walk
and some hula hooping
there has been margaritas
and vegetarian eating
there has been talk of the ocean,
of dates to dip our toes in
there has been talk of
camping trips
and girl getaways
and romantic weekends
there have been
plans....
there have been giant pots
and garden gnomes
and lists
and books
and blogs
there has been....
a renewal...
there has been scrapbooking
and day dreaming
and wine drinking
and deep communicating
there has been an aching lonliness as well
there has been talk of more babies
and big dreams
there has been....
a life worth living

Happy Life

We took A today to the rehabilitation center his great grandmother is currently staying in. As we were walking the halls to her room every person who passed us had to stop and talk to him. He was a gem for everybody, dishing out smiles and waves and even a few blown kisses. I know there has to be some meaning for the elderly living in these places when they see a baby. It has to give the end of your life purpose; to let the next generation have their turn on earth. I could feel the emotions of some of these people. A was giving them the simplest of joys and it was so moving.
One woman in particular brought tears to my eyes. As we began to walk away after A had said hi she wished us all well and looked at A and said "Happy Life"
It was the closest thing to a blessing I have ever felt in my life. I felt like at that moment, this woman was thankful for the happy life she herself had lived so far and was genuinely happy to pass the torch. In my mind a fast-forwarded montage played of A growing up and going to school, getting married, having a baby.....
Life goes by so, so fast. I know now to count my blessings and be grateful for the small things. And may we all have a Happy Life