Tag: death
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Dear Grandma:
Dear Grandma: It’s been two years, and I guess I need to talk to you. Merry Christmas is hard to pronounce, because you left on Christmas Eve.
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The Old, Grieving Garden
Wildflowers spring to life where they will As, above, the sun sets on my sorrow. I didn’t think that I had tears to cry still. This sadness will last well into the morrow. The flashes of blue and dots of white Dancing in patches of summer dirt Nod sympathetically to my plight, As if they […]
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The Grudge
What am I going to do when the season ends and my flowers begin to die? How will I cope when I go outside in the morning and, instead of seeing a new darling has bloomed, I find the stalks becoming dry and crinkly—these gentle plants that brought butterflies and bees and joy to my […]
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A Whisper in a Daydream on a Hill
Recently I learned that a friend with whom I had been very close a few years ago died suddenly. I don’t know the details and don’t think I could handle getting into them. It has unearthed a whole new set of emotions in me, things I had only read about before in books. There’s the […]
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The Melody of Moving On
In the past, the ocean’s cry had never filled my heart with sorrow; everything had changed. My heart felt heavy as I approached the lighthouse one last time. Without her hand to hold, the place was bleak, haunted by years of shared laughter. Our favorite spot at the cliff’s edge had seen good memories, all […]
Mariella Hunt 