Thursday, October 20, 2016

Oct 20 2016

Early morning
Profound loss and its yearning

WE were together in dreams, supposed to meet someplace at 3 PM but I was delayed looking for parking and a bottle of wine, wine I know little about yet searching boutique deli stores on dug up streets realizing was late and you drove up to find me in a 1950ish Buick with a buffed silver hood hood, painted to look that way, maybe silver like clouds ... you wore a sweater top and pants, dijon mustardy color, looked great on you even as off to me — maybe dijon to go with wine at outside cafe? — you warm and cuddly and thin and we hugged and hugged outside because you'd found me looking for my car and we hugged-cuddled more and more when you stepped out of the driver's seat, (others, too, in back?) and you were thin and looked lovely and we snuggled in the plush warmth of each others arms before we were no longer there.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

October 19, 2016, my dear sister ...

Hi my love,

Your, our, boys were here last night, Josh from his Spain sojourn, Danny from Houston, both back to Houston for work there. They'll be in Miami for December holidays, Hanukkah and Christmas together this year.

Was wonderful, unexpected visit. Sam with Will, 5, Josh and Danny, and Curt. Celeste and Miguel, 12, couldn’t make it ….missed them.

And always, forever missing you.

Danny is so talented, had no clue, he in a 1930’s James Cagney voice played with William all night, motions and words like SNL skits, hilarious! Taught rhythm and some piano, too. Stinted dead bear! Ran around outside with doggie Britney joining in.

Have pics to post, not sure how, in other computer. Ah, figured out!!! Good sister.

Carole, on your yahrzeit.  Fourteen years without you.

Our kids grew up, during and while,

the ache of your absence remains.

Love, Hope

Images below from October 18, 2016 at this Nana's house.

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Yom Kippur, 2016

Hello my Carole,

Eyes on your picture on the fireplace mantle. Loving and missing.

Sam with Will, 5, and Celeste with Miguel, 12, the great-nephews you never met were here Monday, condensed High Holidays into one night in-between.  Plus Curt and I.  Josh and Danny both away, hope they'll be here in December, Hanukkah and Christmas together this year.

I'd set the table with real plates and a nice cloth without mentioning the occasion  and Miguel asked if this was the holiday for the shofar. William asked what a shofar was I skipped the whole megillah,  saying it was the Jewish New Year and in old-fashioned times there were no party blowers like nowadays and people used shofars instead. The kids blew and blew.

Hurricane Matthew missed, thank the cosmos, maybe you out there, too.

Oven just beeped for frozen dinner pizza on Yom Kippur. Treat of the day was babysitting William here, no school.  We had so much fun, made banana splits, his first. Played pirates, he did space puzzle practically by himself, 100 pieces! Ate and laughed.

Image: PUMPKIN cookie with shofar
Miguel and William, October 2016.