I celebrate the maple tree
its late fiery brilliance
birds who stayed
when others followed
the sun and stars
gray squirrels snuggling
in winter nests
spotted rabbits sleeping
grass damp recent rains
leaves torn by the wind
dogs walkers drivers
dashing down Luster
this bright sun room
where I sit
wrapped in velvet
eating toast and
my dog curled up
next to me
the thick richness
of this day
lifted from the bones
of a dewy night
(c) Mary Harrison, 11/22/2012
Happy Thanksgiving to my followers and friends!
Jenny Penny has been with us for two weeks now and she’s feeling at home. She’s stopped using the deck for a toilet; runs down the ramp and dances in the grass, as if to say, “Hello grass! I’ve missed you!” And she goes alone while I wait at the door. When she’s finished her job, she runs to the door, tail up, and jumps up onto me, expecting lavish praise, which, of course, she gets. When she’s excited, she spins and jumps and can hardly contain her joy. She’s my constant companion; follows me wherever I go. When I’m seated, she stays close by my side, or in my lap. She’s generous with kisses. What more could I want? I love this little sweetheart. She’s my angel, my savior. Life is good again.
will soon join our family. I’ve fallen in love with her already. She was five years old yesterday, retired by her breeder and will live in her forever after home with me. Her name is Audrey. I’ve bought her a new ortho comfy bed where she can curl up and dream happy dreams. My empty arms will soon be filled again.
Soon sweet Audrey will be on her way from Daisy Hill Poodles to my home. She’ll be 5 Monday. Younger than the ones I’ve lost. She’s gorgeous! And from what the breeder says–a very sweet girl. Hopefully, she’ll arrive next Friday. And then life will be good again. I still miss the little ones I’ve lost, and always will, but I also miss having a canine companion. And I’m ready now to welcome one into my home and into my heart. I pray I have what it takes to keep her well and happy for a long time. She’ll be my reason for getting up in the morning. I’m grateful to Linda for entrusting me with another of her sweet babies.
I’ve shrunk with age; parts of me have fallen, and wrinkled and changed in other ways; but my mind, heart and soul are ageless.
I’m unable to go very far without a walker or wheelchair.
It’s no longer safe for me to drive.
I have to break up tasks with periods of rest.
As my friends and family pass away, I’m becoming more and more isolated.
I have medical problems that will never be cured.
I am no longer desirable.
I’m lonely, sorrowful, regretful for past thoughts and deeds.
But I own my own home.
I feed and dress myself every day.
I prepare healthy, tasty meals.
I have a library of books I’m reading through.
Nature is always there.
I can still learn
and embrace the beauty of the world.
I have friends I visit with on the phone.
I can stop expecting a better me,
a richer life,
the sun always shining.
I can be in each moment
accept my life as it is,
forgive myself and others.
I have much to be grateful for.
The amazing thing is–
Joy! I’m here!
I want to apologize to my readers. I have a bad case of carpal tunnel syndrome in both hands–the palms and all fingers. And the right hand is worse! I’ll be out of commission for a while but I’ll be back as soon as I can type with my right hand without making the condition worse. I hope it will be soon. I look forward to reading your posts. I feel like I’ve been cut off from the world! Bless you all!
Sat on the deck again today taking pleasure in the sights and sounds & enjoying the rhythms of spring. So good to be outside, feeling connected to the earth. Betsy found a shady spot near my wheelchair and Muffy relaxed in the sunshine. All worries set aside. The joy of belonging! I must do this every possible day. What inertia, what fear holds me back? Such a simple, natural thing to do but extraordinary for me. I feel the keys turning and the door to my self-made prison slowly opening.