Reviewing

Tonight marks the years time of your last words to me. "You chose wisely"

I have missed you every day. Some much more than others.
Some people allow me to talk about you, others are so uncomfortable. Some just want me to move in their direction. I feel a push back, an unwillingness to let you go.
Last moon I found myself crying. Never sure how I deal with the emotions of being without you. I resolve to bury your ashes. Then I think how do I manage without your strength holding me up?

I will continue to fill champagne bottles with your poetry and your essence and send your message out to sea. Next week the armada will begin.

Before Valentine's Day

Lewis it's been awhile since I wrote. Sorry but have not felt like talking with you. Christmas and New Year was time in space. Now I have to cope with the time of the year that was the most special to us. I will truly miss my Valentine Flowers and funny cards. Still have trouble writing as so many things are not user friendly. I am still here...



Short review " Cezanne's Quarry" Barbara Corrado Pope Not as expected from title. Would have liked a bit more about the art and why the style. A bit slow but I made it through.

Thankgiving Day

After 14 years of going out to dinner and a movie, I spent the day in the kitchen. I knew going out would have caused more tears. I hope to watch the parade some day. I hope to watch a football game and not feel you next to me. I hope to be able to feel thankful.


The new addition to our favorites is mashed potatoes with onions and blue cheese.

Halloween and World Series

Lewis,
Had a very unhappy Halloween as I send cards out for the first time by myself. I did not get to sign Lewis and Martha. You did not send to your friends in the Poetry world " Zaj".
The small goblins are not going to have a basket full of goodies to choose from this year.


Your favorite sport has an interesting finale this year. Hope you are happy the Yankees didn't make it but neither did my Sox. I am not sure if I need to keep you posted or not. Or if you care about the daily stats in the cosmos.

Update Lewis

CBS Sunday Morning did such a puff piece on the Stinker of the House just 2 weeks before the election. You are probably having a great laugh. You know I do not normally watch this show but it was on and so I tried not to barf....

There is snow on the mountains pretty but why am I here?

I kicked you the other day. Felt good and guilty at the same time.
Still not one day goes by without love and hate for you popping up in many ways.

Writing is continuing to be slow and meager.

6 Months and Raining

Dear Lewis,

Today is the 6 month mark of your death. It is raining as is fitting. I feel like I have been on vacation from you for this time. I wonder when reality sets in?
I won after 30 tries on the 30th day.
I know you keep calling.

All my love always.
M

Happy Birthday Lewis.

Today you would have been 62.

I remember you telling me of your birth at Flower Fifth Ave. Hospital. How your mother and the doctor played cards waiting for you to arrive. As your father was overly nervous. But he celebrated the event by giving your mother a blue Caddy. The status sign of the 1940's.

You never were a big fan of memorializing the birth of someone long dead. As Public Radio does to honor the composers / poets of the day. But I want to have blog readers remember you and your wonderful words. Many are already on this blog so just read earlier posts.