To You

My apologies to anyone who reads here. My blogish stuff was getting confused and cluttered as I tried to find a place to save and file some information that was important to me amongst the things I just write. The split personality that resulted annoyed and frustrated me. So! I am splitting things up a bit, and the process will take a while. Eventually I hope to only have here my writings and musings and things that inspire me to write and muse. Stick around, and hopefully I will begin to make sense of it all again. Thanks for your patience!

Night's Thoughts

Wine (take it literally or symbolically)

Tastes like forgiveness

deep, deep and as red as can be.

Night comes, and I drink deeply

washing away the bitterness and hot dust of the day.

I taste forgiveness washing over my tongue, filling my mouth,

I swallow, and let go.

And other times I sip

Not ready to give it all up at once

but slowly letting the crescendo build.

Crescendo of forgiveness, silent night

Sweet, sweet wine.

Truth

"I missed you. Aren't you glad I missed you? That means love!"

Reason to Write

http://www.drslewis.org/camille/2010/07/writing-the-body/

From the Draft Folder

This one has set in the draft folder since 5 November 2009. I think that's plenty long enough, so here it is in honor of World Breastfeeding Week 2010.

Don't Want to Forget

I don't ever want to forget

That she called them Waa, and then MommaWaa, and then Yummies, and finally the were her Yums.

That she named them Jack and Jill, and she loved them.

That when I laid her down, the imprint of her ear would be pressed into my arm just below my elbow and I always wanted to be brave enough to get it tattooed there.

Her sleep eating.

How angry I felt sometimes, and how I had to learn to listen to what both our bodies needed.

How I thought it would never end and then it did.

Published at http://theleakyboob.com/2010/08/dont-ever-want-to-forget/.

Thankful

When I look back at the end I will be so glad

That this sorrow accompanied me

That I hurt this badly,

That I longed and missed

Thankful that I felt so deeply.