Posted in 2013

Collecting Pain September 23 2013

I spent the day collecting pain.

Accumulating containers

as I journeyed through my day.

Lost love, and life

Broken dreams

Faded memories

Unresolved fears.

As I focused on the pain

That I had gathered

It overwhelmed.

The containers had started small

but grew in size to accommodate.


Unlike turning water into wine.

There is no celebration.

Art :Detail of a cat, Wedding at CanaImage


A Wife, Mother, Grandmother with tons of experience in the arena called *Life* I love information, and endeavor to utilize it as practically as possible. I have worked as a Healthcare coordinator, HR Manager for over 26 yrs, and still employed (19 +years) as a Property Manager of a large complex (I joke that I’m the mayor of a small city). I have raised 4 children, one of whom (a daughter) ❤️has recently completed suicide,which has changed my life forever. I have 8 lovely grandchildren. I love to write poetry and short stories, cook, explore religious experiences and be in charge of stuff :)

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