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Friday, April 9, 2004


   Rainy Day Inside
One of my somber days-- my biological clock has been out of synch (remember I forgot daylight savings time), sleep and wake mixed up, rotten schedules, and now my eyes are wet. I mean, what's up with that,,,I'm having a hard time because memories of my mother dying last year won't go. She was so sweet, and I miss her terribly. We lived on opposite coasts, but talked all the time, about everything and nothing,and laughed. I have a wonderful sister, Dad , husband and friends, but I guess I'm still reeling and trying to heal from the loss. I'm going to need some time, but time alone would only yield despair. Sometimes the tears come out at work, I rush to my office, embarassed, because sometimes I can't stop. Please, no poor Mamma,because loss is part of our lives. It's something I have always had trouble accepting. I've howled, and ran, now its time to hit this head on and move on. Time for some quiet remembrance, and begin sorting the pieces. My mom lived to be 82-- I guess I'm greedy, for that wasn't long enough. The comfort I have is recalling what she used to talk about, knowing that lives on in my sister and I. And the little surprises I gave her, and the aw, for the heck I'll just call her up. Time to go out later tonight, and have a talk with the moon and stars while playing some music. Knowing there are friends helps a great day. I'll sign out--thank you all-- Ozy J for persistance and support,Milkycat for creativity, Wolfy for happy encouragement, Balinese for care adn support. I thank the moon and stars because my friends here shine, and the light is warm. See you tomorrow---perhaps dreams will lead me to a better day. The garden path is clear.
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