Posts filed under ‘mother’

the first night of lights

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colorful candles

hearing her voice once again

a comforting glow

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my mother’s favorite holiday

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December 17, 2014 at 1:00 pm 7 comments

a decade passed

ten birthdays,

two bar mitzvahs,

first jobs

&

concerts.

sports and art expos,

a high school graduation,

driving a car

&

one off to college.

dreams so desperately wished upon

have passed without her here ~ ~ ~

and

though i see her in their eyes

and

feel her in my heart,

the sadness of missing my mother will never fade

or

truly

ever

depart.

December 12, 2014 at 2:52 pm 10 comments

under the weather

the eyes speak volumes

not feeling like herself

worried and feeling helpless

mommy loves her girl

poor pee

feeling blah….

Pee and I made a trip to the emergency animal hospital at 2am this morning, where we watched the sunrise.  I will spare y’all the details, but I will say she is going to be alright.  Antibiotics for two weeks and lots of extra loving care (uhhh…. more than the already ‘tons’ she already gets:)  Needless to say, I am a worry wort and in serious need of a nap.

 

May 21, 2014 at 4:00 pm 19 comments

to my boys

you

are the

reason why

i live this life

each morning i wake

each breath i take

remember

i love

you

May 12, 2014 at 2:39 pm 8 comments

Happy Mother’s Day

mom and pnut

Jordan’s 2nd birthday

My mom & my pnut

May 11, 2014 at 5:01 pm 6 comments

saying goodbye

….

..

.

tumbling from above

gentle tap dance on the glass

early morning tears

.

..

….

May 9, 2014 at 3:35 pm 9 comments

words for J & P’s

my

heart is

full of love

for my children.

life would not exist

without them here

by my side

loving

me.

yes, J & P are my sons

P’s is my girl

February 27, 2014 at 3:47 pm 2 comments

holding onto mom

she

held me

once upon

many years passed

i still miss my mom

painted at 16

my mom

2/23/1944 – 12/11/2004

February 24, 2014 at 3:16 pm 8 comments

nightly consessions

as we succumb to sleep each night,

she gets 1/3rd

&

i get 2/3rd.

all is comfy and cozy…copacetic

UNTIL

she shakes,

jerks

kicks,

shifts,

stretches,

licks,

cries

and

sighs

THEN

a few hours later,

i am lying awake –

unable to sleep a wink…

exhausted from the nightly battle –

for mattress domination.

as i roll over and look into

the big brown eyes of my opponent,

it seems the tables have turned…

a victor has been proclaimed –

NOW

she has 2/3rd,

&

i

have

1/3rd

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yes, you may think she is cute
but
try sleeping with her…

she usually sleeps on her own bed – oops – i meant her brother’s bed, but the below zero nights have made for a chilly puppy.  i have made an exception and allowed her to go running – oops – i mean sleep with me.  it is nice to know that one of us is keeping up with their exercise in this very cold weather and getting a good night’s sleep.  🙂

February 7, 2014 at 3:39 pm 6 comments

opening night

standing center stage

Puccini marked his debut

nineteen years ago

Happy Birthday Pnut

ps:  Nineteen years ago, Jordan was born…while listening to Puccini’s famous aria Un Bel Di from his opera Madame Butterfly.  There were two ironies present at that moment – Jordan made his momentous entrance into the spot light as Kiri Te Kanawa ‘hit the high note’ of the final crescendo.  As a dancer and choreographer, I could not have staged this moment more perfectly!  Second irony of the day – Un Bel Di translates into One Beautiful Day.  January 23, 1995 was a beautiful day indeed.

ps take two:  Puccini’s O Mio Bambino Cara (My Beloved Father) was also on my CD, but Pnut must not have been ready for his grand entrance.  A divo cannot to be rushed! (he still cannot be rushed) Not to mention the fact that it was the beloved mother who was experiencing natural childbirth  – not the beloved dad, who was standing with a camcorder….waiting…. 🙂

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfUd0PezsMM

January 23, 2014 at 2:34 pm 10 comments

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