Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A Birthday That Won't Be

This picture was taken on Graham's 21st birthday.  He and our daughter, Laura, both came home to celebrate their birthdays together.  They were both born in March.  My parents came over too.  We all went out to a restaurant for dinner, then came back home for cake and ice cream.  It was a special, memorable day.  Little did we know that we would have only one more birthday with Graham.  We love you, Graham, and miss you more than we could ever say.  Happy birthday to you in Heaven.  Save a place for us.  

Twenty-six years ago today,
Was our son’s birthday,
The thirtieth of March in 1985,
Was the special day that he arrived.

What a day of wondrous joy,
To give birth to our precious boy,
We had a daughter and now a son,
What a feeling of perfection.

Almost four years ago our son passed away,
On a beautiful September day,
The moon was full, the stars were bright,
As he was walking enjoying the night.

A freak accident, in seconds he was dead,
What words can ever be said?
Twenty-two years full of adventure and life,
Were suddenly gone, as cut with a knife.

All the years of love and devotion,
Disappeared, like the tides in an ocean,
I am left floundering on the shore,
Wondering what I am here for.

Searching for answers, searching for peace,
Praying at some point this pain will cease,
Remembering a birthday that won’t be,
Is still unbelievable to me.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Across Dimensions

If mediums can talk to you,
I should be able to,
No one could be closer,
To you than your mother.

I long to consciously communicate,
No matter how long it will take,
I am working hard each day,
Searching to find the way.

If everything is energy,
Vibrating at different frequencies,
I know it’s possible to tune in,
The secret is to go within.

I now see the world with different eyes,
There is so much more to realize,
The here and now is much too small,
To ever be able to explain it all.

To see, touch, hear, taste, and smell,
Are all very well,
But there are other senses to uncover,
Intuition and psychic abilities to discover.

Looking for messages and signs,
Tuning in to the divine,
I know you watch and wait for me,
Until I am able to see.

What has always been right here,
When we move beyond our fear,
I am coming, it won’t be long,
The bond of love is much too strong.

To ever keep us far apart,
Because you beat within my heart,
Two hands reaching across dimensions,
With love and joy beyond comprehension.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Happy St. Patrick's Day, Graham!

This picture was taken on St. Patrick's Day in 2006.  Graham put on this St. Patrick's Day hat that I had for a decoration and held up his bottle of beer for a funny picture.  I always make corned beef and cabbage and Irish soda bread every year for St. Patrick's Day.  Graham always enjoyed this meal.  It's another occasion that brings mixed feelings with it.  I wish that Graham could be sharing this day and meal with us again.  Always in our hearts, our precious son.

Monday, March 14, 2011

The Little Things

Notice the little things in life each day,
Gratefully acknowledge and praise,
As your day is about to begin,
Focus on what matters and go within.

Take pleasure in being alive,
We are not meant just to survive,
Smile at the people you see,
Be as pleasant as you can be.

Do you know someone who is sad?
Be thoughtful and help them to feel glad,
Kind words and good deeds,
Mean so much when you’re in need.

Be a mentor, be a friend,
Help a broken heart to mend,
Move beyond yourself,
Reach out and be a help.

Thank God for blessings large and small,
With humble acceptance for them all,
In all hardships and terrible pain,
Strive to find the greater gain.

With Divine love and spiritual light,
Comfort and keep our spirits bright,
Fill our hearts with joy and love,
With heavenly blessings from above.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

A Meaningful Day

I had a meaningful day yesterday. The grief workshop was well-attended and I and the other panel members were able to have a very helpful interchange with the audience concerning the grief process. It was also good talking with the people I met at my book signing afterward.
 

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Dance With the Divine

I want to dance with life's melody,
In perfect joy and harmony,
No discordant notes to hear,
Just lovely music in my ear.

With the rhythm I will flow,
Twirling and bending as I go,
Gracefully moving, in perfect accord,
With the steps I came here for.

In attunement with the divine,
Aware that everything is by design,
The strains of love will always play,
To gently lift my cares away.