I stare at the plant, the lily, that received the Guinness libations on the night of Grandmother's wake. So much of tradition is lost when the burial of your loved ones are left in the hands of these newfangled funeral homes. My sister and I poured libations ceremoniously via Skype. This newfangled way of doing … Continue reading A Mighty Oak Has Fallen
So Mama Maya has been gone less than a week. Back home, we'd be getting ready to sit down for the traditional one-week ceremony and decide Things. I just found out the Wake is on Saturday, but that it is private. The compromise though is that it will be streamed. It's amazing how some folks … Continue reading Caged Bird
“My heart’s never smiled so hard, baby; loving you is fun!” (Easton Corbin) This phrase from a country song (surprise! surprise!), reminds me of the numerous conversations David and I used to have. Often we would text: “my heart is smiling/laughing.” Or the question: “do you still have butterflies?” Answer: “of course! And I hope … Continue reading My Heart is Smiling (P.S. I Love You)
It's been 5 weeks to the hour Most Mondays I feel Lethargic all day Headaches and body aches I can't explain I can't sleep most Mondays Because I don't want to Wake to that fateful call I don't want to come collect your Limp body from the third hospital That did not have a bed … Continue reading 5 WEEKS TO THE HOUR
Today, I silently give thanks for having you in my life.
Today, I grieve you and quietly praise Yemaya for you being intimately mine for a time.
Today, I became the invisible widow.