Wow it has been awhile, life has been very busy, with doctor appointments, dentist, and company and to top it off my old energy level has dropped to almost zero. Tomorrow is another day and it will be better. My son Steven has been staying with us and what a joy to have him around you know when they grow up and move out life changes, to have him back just for a few weeks is wonderful, he is recovering from a full shoulder replacement and he has three more weeks before he can actually move or do anything with his arm other than lifting it three times a day, physical therapy will start in three weeks and for him that is getting his life back. For Mom it means I will have to let him go again, being a mother is and always has been my sacred duty my life changed the moment I first set
eyes on him my first born I was no longer a young woman I was a mother and I always will be, so for me having him here under my roof captive and willing to play cribbage with me is such a Koo. I might add he is the luckiest cribbage player I have ever seen I win maybe one out of five or is that ten anyway I love the game win or lose, but I would like to win once in awhile. Now that he is fifty he looks so much like my Dad, that just adds to my pleasure of having another handson man
around the house. What a lucky lady I am. Now if I could just figure out a way to get my girls to come stay for awhile, I really can not complain about the girls they love to go to Palm Desert and we do spend some real quality time down in the sun. Steven has never gone to Palm Desert so this visit is a real treat.[
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Leaves of God Fall 2009
My seasons have flown by so fast
I can hardly remember the details of my budding
I bloomed far too early forced by natures call
The flower of my youth stolen
My spring lost
I could not hold my bloom
As fruit required all my time
That season of summer went so fast
Consumed by my fruit youth slipped away
Never to swing freely in the warm summers breeze
I held fast lest my fruit should fall
Hot summer days turn to chilly nights
My fruit now ripe hear falls call
They release to face their own unknown
I watch as they fall free
My branches lift from their weight
I stand-alone the crisp air begins to blow
Indian summer comes with new love
I bask in the crisp sun light
My beauty is seen and shared
With the bloom of crimson leaves
My golden years begin
Too soon, I see my skin begin to shrivel
Youths golden beauty slips into grey
My hold on the tree of life seems futile
The frost of winter comes so fast
I hold tight lest I fall
So many leaves are falling
I watch as they let go one by one
My winter is here my time has come
The cold ground awaits my fall
The snows of winter cover my memory
Yet the family tree still stands
Spring will come
New leaves will unfold
The seasons of life begins again