Vice
Not a day goes by
without me wanting to smoke
or drink Malibu
Waiting for Something to Happen
I have my ringer on. We’ve been on the waiting list to adopt a baby for more than two years now. We had a match, but the mother changed her mind. I had some time off that I was saving for when we brought home a baby, but time was up to use it, so now I took a year off and just wrote. Took classes. Volunteering in our six-year old’s first grade class. Working part time at other jobs to pay down debt. Not a wasted year. But the something I wanted to happen just hasn’t yet. It’s been a week of action. The dog threw up all night, my car was still in the shop, and the gas bill was triple that which I expected. As I keep waiting for something to happen, I guess I need to be more specific as to what I am hoping for!
What We Lost is Our Inheritance
The handing down of loss and grief
from generation to generation
as each passes before the next
Mom used to always say
“We all go in order”
My best hopes
that I live a long and happy life
that my children will live longer and happier
will leave my daughter and my son with
this same loss and grief
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