and I am grateful.
Today we will--
(my fingers resist the words)--
finally pick up
her ashes,
the ones waiting
until after the holiday
until we could manage
until we were ready
but I don't think I
will ever be.
(me & sweet Margie)
Today we will
gather
what is left,
then walk fierce
and sweet
creekside,
until we can
breathe again,
until we can return
to sort the other
remains: clothes, books,
stained and worn
things she loved,
things she touched,
things she will not touch
again.
Today I will remind myself
she is not here,
not in ash or bone
or cotton and wood:
but here, here,
always here
beneath the beat
of my
heart.
Today I will arm myself
with grace
and beauty.
Today the sky burns bright
and clear
and I will insist
I am
grateful.
(custom bracelet [what I call my gracelet] by Kolleen of HeartWingSisters)
May you be blessed today,
however,
wherever
you are.
May you be comforted.
Love,
Amanda
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5 comments:
May you be comforted as well.
ah, sweet daughter . . sweet part of the trio of mom/manda/marge . . we did good that day. gathering her ashes. sorting through her belongings. sorry that the weather kept us from that wild and sweet creekside walk, but we did okay, didn't we? more than okay.
Just beautiful Amanda. Hugs to you, gorgeous soul. xx
the way you loved
and love still
is such a beautiful inspire.
i appreciate your heart
for the treasure that it is.
may comfort surprise you
in a million ways
in a million places
over and over
until you heart knows only peace.
-Jennifer
Thanks, Amanda, for sharing your heart. And thanks for all you did for Marge.
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