Birthday

Dear Big Brother,

Today, you would have been 58 and in a few short weeks, I’ll be 50… You could see 50 so closely the day you left this world, were you excited about it?

This is such a weird journey on my own. Yes, I have lots of people in my circle, many of the names and faces you would remember. Our family-circle has shifted and changed and it still isn’t right without you here. Even though we not super involved in each others day-to-day life; I always had the promise of you. I always knew you were at the other end of an email or phone call. And now, now I can’t help but feel a little lost.

So in true Little Sister fashion, Big Brother, I have a few questions…

Is there Bingo in heaven, if not, I bet Mom is super pissed

Has Dad made peace with God yet?

Is Grandma Hedges still gloating over all the times she gave me the wrong ingredients to a recipe, so I’d fail and she would be needed to make it right?

Is Uncle Stan still playing the piano and telling bad jokes?

Did DiAnn make in the gate ok? She probably gave Saint Peter a rough time

I don’t remember Grandma Blanchard, does she remember me?

Does Jesus still do the water into wine trick? Golly, I hope so

Uncle Hink still has a harem, doesn’t he?

Will you save a seat for me, next to you? I’ve got a lot of shit yet to do here and lots of people to annoy.

Miss you much.

XOXOXO,

Me ❤️

p.s. I still haven’t forgiven you for locking me in the dryer, but we’ll hash that out when I get there

One Word

2017 was the first year I purposefully set a “one word” into being, rather than offering up a well meaning, but never fulfilled “resolution”.

My word for 2017 was Boundaries. I totally lost sight of my word, allowed myself beyond boundaries that were healthy or helpful. My word rediscovered me, revealed itself where I had least expected, and showed me lessons learned while I wasn’t looking.

My word for 2018 can be found in the waiting; for my 3rd grandchild to be born, for a BIG birthday year, and the vision of a 2nd book (yet to be written).

My word can be found in the hoping, believing in better health solutions and for relationships restored.

Yes, I can safely say, 2018 is to be filled with Expectation!

Cheers to 2018! And all that you are expecting!!

Today

Today I know I have Ankylosing Spondylitis

Today I will grieve the life I had planned
I will be sad,
For me
I will cry
And cry out
Why me?
But just for today
Today,
My body is broken
And waging war upon itself
Today,
I will be miserable and shout obscenities
I will be angry at no one in particular
Just because, today

Today my precious granddaughter turns three
Today,
Her smile will warm me
For a moment
Today,
I will cry
For her
She won’t know the fun loving
Sit on the floor
Putting puzzles together, Grandma
For very long
But today,
She has me
The grandma no different
From yesterday

Tomorrow,
Is not promised
In life or
In death
In joy or
In pain
Tomorrow is,
Unseen and unpredictable
The plans we make,
Can change in a heartbeat
We cannot escape tomorrow,
Wishing for yesterday

Yesterday,
Is gone
It wasn’t
Bad or
Great.
But yesterday,
I didn’t have AS
Yes,
Logical brain,
I did.
But I didn’t know,
Yesterday

Yesterday,
Sometimes,
Looks better in the rear view mirror
“Objects may not be as
shitty as you remember”
Yes,
Yesterday might have
really sucked, too
Everyone has a yesterday,
Not everyone,
Has a tomorrow
So today…

Today,
I will grieve
If I feel like eating
It will be
Ridiculously unhealthy
I just might,
Wash it down
With some wine
Today,
I will roll around
In self pity
For me
For everyone around me
But just for
Today

Only today…