“I don’t want to do this anymore,” I whispered.
Let’s just hop a plane and skip this whole dying thing.
There’s snow at Sunrise,
Or how about Purgatory,
With all those wide open runs?
No moguls, Baby,
Just the rhythm of our skis
Cutting into powder, an almost silent
Swish swish swish.
We move as one,
As if we have been dancing together
Our entire life.
Oh wait; we have.
I’ll follow in your tracks.
It was always you
Who made me brave.
As unsure as I am
About taking the lead,
I would gladly trade your suffering
For setting you free.
Godspeed, my Beloved,
Godspeed.
23 comments:
Crying for you.
Lots of love <3
it is so incredibly hard to sit and wait, while one is dying. I called it the dance of death as someday's the ill person is reasonably ok, then the next day it is a dive downward. Just continue to be strong if you can, reach out to others around you and remember even though your loved one is ill and might be sleeping they can still here every word. So as time moves forward keep words quiet and positive.
Praying for you ...too.
Oh Deb, my heart is with you <3<3<3
Sweet uplifting thoughts for you and your whole family. So much love in your words, so much pain in your heart. xoxo and huge hugs, Oma Linda
When my parents died it was so easy... they were older, they were 'done' in my mind. But my sister, she was angry, she fought so long to live. Her death was hard work. I will always remember thinking that. I hope your love passes soon, so that he does not have to work so hard.
life ain't fair. this ain't fair. I would take your pain unto myself if I could. I admire you both for your strength and courage in dealing with this so lovingly.
Oh Deb. Your Brawny man is so blessed to have you. It's been so hard on both of you but now it's hardest on you because you are always fully present. You are teaching us all about love and giving and heart and compassion. And mostly about love. xo
Peace to you and your sweet hubby. Love to you both. xox
These words are magnificent. By that I mean you have written the finest poetry--an arrow to the heart of what life and love and death is, how it feels, how it unfolds
I love you, deb. I think you are a remarkable woman. And I am sorry for you and sorry for the loss of a wonderful man
You will be alright.
Love
kj
Wishing you and yours well ... much peace and love.
ox
Peace, love and hugs. Thinking of you both.
Peace to you.
Your writing is incredibly beautiful.
So poignant. So raw. So real. Grieving for you and your powder skier. <3
Sending my heartfelt wishes of peace and unending currents of love to you Deb, your dear Brawny man, and your family.
I subscribed to your blog a while ago, but have been so busy I have missed so much. Tonight, I had a bit of time and was drawn in by your words. My prayers and condolences.
Your poem is well done! Personal and provoking. Thank you for sharing!
Thinking of you and the Brawny Man, always. Take care, gentle Deb.
Love,
Georgina
Prayers and strength surround you both as our Lords Love and His Grace carries you through.
Hugs Dearest Deb <3Kelly
So much endless love for you and your beautiful family. My heart feels so sad for you all. We send you all so much love. Huge hugs and love. Warm prayers too... much love, Vanessa
So much endless love for you and your beautiful family. My heart feels so sad for you all. We send you all so much love. Huge hugs and love. Warm prayers too... much love, Vanessa
So much endless love for you and your beautiful family. My heart feels so sad for you all. We send you all so much love. Huge hugs and love. Warm prayers too... much love, Vanessa
I send you pieces of my heart wrapped in a loving and strong embrace. You and your family are in my thoughts. xoxoxo
Sending hugs, sending strength, sending love. My heart goes out to you both. Dying is hard work. I hope for both your sakes, he goes peacefully, surrounded by the most loving and brilliant Light.
Blessings.
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