I am following suit inspired by D. Avery for Pi Day and her poem: March Mathness. She took Pi and made a poem by the numbers. Here’s my attempt at spreading some Pi Day love:
3.14159 Catching Life’s Hopes
Catching life’s hopes
wondering
what will happen, when
wondering
if worry has a place
in the grand scheme of things, I think not
Artwork by Lisa Tomey
Artwork by my niece whose work can be viewed on Instagram: ks_montgomeryartist
It’s that time again to express my 10 Things of Thankful or TTOT.
1. So, I did this for another challenge called The Six Sentence Challenge. I thought it fit in the theme of gratitude. You can hop over to read my actual post on my blog. Today, I wrote about the word “Clear” and I am grateful to have memories to work with to tell my story. You can read it HERE
2. Gratitude for the gift of second opinions and that this has moved me on the right track with medications.
3. My two nephews who were in accidents and are on the other side. I did a post about Cardinals and I am grateful for the signs of those who have passed. Here’s the LINK…
4. Winning! I won a contest called “First Sentence Challenge” and I received my winning poster yesterday. You can see what it looks like HERE and my winning poem. Yay me!
5. I met a goal in my professional life and it’s going to help me do better.
6. I am almost done with taxes. The price mysteriously increased while I was doing them and I am not having that! So…time to call the tax people.
7. My blog friend, Jacki, who advises about finances. This is a huge interest of mine, since we have changed our lives to be more minimal and it’s really helped. Here’s her WEBSITE and I think it’s awesome! We used her website for a class in a meetup last week.
8. Humor! I turned on NetFlix the other day just to get relief from all the crazy! What a fun time just listening to comedy.
9. Connecting with people. It makes a big difference when we find people we truly connect with. This week I received a message from my friend who I promptly called, because texting was not going to work. I am happy that I chose to do so.
10. April 15th. I am grateful that it’s 45 days after today when that day comes.
Here’s the Blog Hop LINK FOR TTOT Why not take a look?
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Artwork by my niece may be viewed on Instagram: @ks_montgomeryartist
Clear
Clear as the ocean’s water in Maine, when I felt the cool water and the fish swimming by my legs, knowing a solid foundation, but loving the free feeling of the ocean’s sandy field.
Clear as the day when I decided to spring out on my own, knowing the risks and taking the chance to fall.
Clear as my mother’s blue eyes when she thought I was lost, only to find me poring over a book of patterns in the fabric shop, knowing then that, yes, this was her daughter and she was okay.
Clear as the natural part of life when I can just simply enjoy watching dolphins at play, coming close to the shores in the cool of spring, when horses trotted on the ocean’s sands, knowing the feeling of the breeze.
Clear as the moment when I just knew, beyond anything, that I was ready to be the person I was meant to be and succumbed to the joy of being.
Clearly, I see the ways of life and how they ebb and flow and how fortunate that in all the movements of life; I am still a part of the things that matter.
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Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.
PROMPT WORD: CLEAR
Here’s the LINK!
Artwork by my niece given to her grandmother. See more works at ks_montgomeryartist on Instagram.
This seems to be the chosen season for many, not all, but many of those who have departed to be either having a birthday or death date. When I come upon certain dates, I look for signs that they may be saying “hello.”
One of the signs often seen are cardinals. Ironically, both of my nephews who passed away were big St. Louis Cardinals baseball fans. Keith, whose birthday is February 28, loved the Cardinals so much that his family wore Albert Pujols shirts for the funeral.
My other nephew has a birthday coming up in March. Michael was fortunate to get to have his picture taken at the Cardinals site in St. Louis. Every year, his mother would make the trek across Iowa to put a flag on his grave. If she could not make it for weather’s sake, there have always been close friends to help her decorate the grave. She is now resting with Michael. When going to the gravesite, it has not been unusual to see a cardinal paying a visit.
When I have gone for walks, I have seen cardinals and always say “hello.” You never know if it might be a sign from someone who has passed on.
I was reading up on this and found out that many times spirits come to visit in winged form. Remember the feather in Forrest Gump? You just never know, do you?
As I was searching online for significant information I came across this POST by Craig McManus I think he has valid points here.
Here are some facts about the cardinal bird. In looking at these, I can see how they would relate to those I have lost. How about you?
Cardinals mate for all their lives.
Cardinals do not migrate, which is why I saw the female hanging out at the pool in winter.
Both the male and female of the couple look out for the well-being of their young.
I wrote two poems about my nephews who both left too soon. They are in my book Heart Sounds, but I will share them here.
Keith
Little baby
Came so early
Such a tiny bit
Then he grew and grew and grew
Such a treasure
Such a joy
Such a talent
Such a boy
Trying and learning
Practicing and succeeding
Putting forth and taking hold
Like a man
Too short
Too, too short
To leave and not be known
Will not be the truth
Always, always alive
To those who love you
…
Michael
A little toy car in his pocket
A rock, a stick, and always dirt
A smile to blast rockets
A tree not unclimbed
A green apple chewed up and spat
A frog, a fish, a cricket knew their boy
Sleepovers many a weekend
Staying up late with music videos
Sharing pickle juice with your sister
Studying to know your knots
Sharing laughter about life itself
Sticking close to your sister
Turn around
Take a bow
Take a test
Take a vow
Try and try
To be the best that you can be
Then…
Then…
Then…
That’s the way the world spins
That’s the way the world ends
Turn around
Take a bow
Take a vow
Try and try
To be the best that you can be
My dearly departed sister, Michael’s mother, holding the cardinal painting received from my niece:
Artwork by my niece, whose work can be viewed on Instagram @ks_montgomeryartist
Unless she had a stubbed toe, Ellie always smiled, even with a stubbed toe, she didn’t take long to get past the grimace.
Ellie had only one complaint, easing into the fast lane was more difficult with her girth, but she proudly moved forward, knowing she had just as much right as any to do so.
When others teased her because of her size, Ellie just turned around, splashing her tail into whatever was in her way, doing a dance or perching a fence, all showing she was just as capable as anybody else.
Ellie found that her friends would betray her for someone else, once they assumed that she would not fit in with their plans, allowing no consideration for her sweetness, they chuckled on and went about their nasty business.
Ellie, despite the teasing and ignorance of others, came through with flying colors as she knew she was one fine lady, confident because she learned from her parents that obstacles were not blocks, but opportunities for growth.
There was no hall of fame for any of her efforts, no prizes for being who she was, there were no ribbons or parades, no celebration was needed for Ellie, as she was who she was, happy to be herself.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, LINK your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers
PROMPT WORD: PERCH
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