Dear God:Today, I am thankful for
one more day.
In a dream you are never eighty.
~Anne Sexton
Damn it!
My parents weren't suppose
to grow older - ever.
They were suppose
to stay sixty-ish - forever.
Now my dear 80-something mother is hospitalized, possibly suffering from a stroke-like condition called Transient Ischemic Attack or TIA.
Look out. Here they come. My emotions cascading to earth.
Tears.
Prayers.
Wishes.
Regrets.
Dreams.
(sigh)
In my dreams, my parents are never 80.
They are young.
So am I.
For this blessing, I am grateful.
Amen.
Photo: Zinnia from the backyard garden (October 16, 2006)
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