My sweet, beloved aunt passed away a few weeks ago. As I unpacked from our move, I found the program for her funeral service, and inside was this poem she had written in 2003. I typed it up in her memory, and I’m posting it for the world to see…because every single person has a story to share. And every single one is worth sharing. ❤
The poor thing either gets slaughtered in sloppy, overly-glorified, personification-heaped love poetry, or gets made fun of…misunderstood by those who don’t appreciate its quietly haunting beauty, nor its purpose and value to us. To the improperly sung hero of the night sky…I salute you. And I am sorry for all our wrongdoing and disrespect. We’ve tarnished your good name.
Apparently I died of dysentery along the Oregon Collaboration Trail… Thanks @eddiecabbage. -__- #RhetoricalRedhead #EddieCabbage #NewHighScore #ISurvivedEverything #ExceptDysentery #EddieGaveItToMe #PremeditatedMurder #ImComingForYouAsshole #OregonTrailRatedMForMature #AndTheyCallThisAKidsGame #DonnerPartyDinnerParty
Managed to sneak in a handwritten haiku during the move on the only paper I could find… Writing will resume soon and I cannot wait to have my new writing corner! Woo!
A little birdie (*cough*@eddiecabbage) told me @christopherpoindexterwas hosting open DMs on Tuesday nights…and Christopher…since I love you…if you’re hosting, I’m roasting. Respectfully yours, my dear. ❤ #YouBeHostinIBeRoastin #RoastedPoindexter #NOMS #AnswerMyDMChristopher
What’s not to love about this poem by Marianne Williamson? What an encouraging and insightful piece of prose! I have this sitting on my writing desk for inspiration, and as a daily reminder of who I am and who He calls me to be, as a woman, as a friend, as a wife, and as a writer. As the year closes and a new one dawns, I draw upon this poem for what my goals and desires for this next year will look like. A new chapter is opening for me and my writing career; there is no room for…