Never Miss

In the garden she fell to rest. It was not with the grace of a ballerina.
Lying amongst the tomato plants with insects, I could not say whether she felt it or not. Dying peacefully to sleep? Was it peaceful because her loved ones were not hovering over her, needing her to stay, hoping she would put herself out of their misery? Many answers I do not have.

I was asleep, finally after days of a semblance of awake, when my husband left. Peaceful? No, his physical labored. He could no longer communicate as we had always. He lie in a hospital bed in our living room. We tried not to hover, telling him it was his time and it was ok. Throughout his illness, we practiced saying good bye. When it all boiled down to it. He left me while I slept. It was not the first time I could not say, I love you, not the first time he did not say good bye, not the first time we did not embrace and kiss.

Peaceful? Now, in this season? I look to the heavens, those starlit nights, to sparkle and glitter. Memory unwraps the gifts left. The hope to sleep, awaken to breathe, and miss no opportunities to kiss life.
Merry Christmas

Raine Les 12/17/2009

im speechless, i know not to applaud to this passage or to mourn, truly this must be regrettably spectacular.

thankyou for this.

It is almost as if the loved one is waiting for you to be at peace, ie, sleeping, gone home, having a moment to yourself, then they decide this is the time to leave...I see it all the time in my work...I have even asked them, what they are waiting for when I know they are not too far from departing, and they always say in one way or another..."...When I know my family are at home relaxing then I can rest easy..." and off they go...

Beautiful blessings to you this Christmas Sadie...

Thank you all..
Merry Christmas..truly