At times, you can almost feel time slipping away from you.
And that is how I feel right now.
I do feel that way.
The coffee in front of me tastes as if it has been sitting on a dusty shelf.
The empty chair beside me was also empty when I sat down there,
much like me.
I have an abundance of memories about my grandmother.
The whole house is filled with them.
But her mind has closed off to those memories;
Every door into every room is locked.
Yesterday we had the day together.
She looked at me as though I were a stranger.
It hurt --
like salt poured onto an already opened sore.
Yet...
She touched her finger gently to my face
with a dry leaf floating along the sidewalk.
Rough but tender.
She hummed softly.
A faint whisper of a song,
a lovely one.
In that moment, I could see the little girl she once was,
under layers and layers of years,
yet alive.
Chase money.
Chase fame.
Stop.
Your wealth is ---
Her fingers wrapped around mine.
This is what it feels like.
Do not wait until the funeral to cry.
Cry now.
Love now.
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*** I'm keen to republish the interviews I did for my series with Vocal creators. It's been a few years and I thought it might be nice to revisit these wonderful conversations. I'll be releasing them one at a time for a few weeks/months.
By Heather Hubler5 days ago in Interview
Comments (3)
ya the problem with man-chase money and wealth
This is great! So much truth here!!💕💗
Yes, your wealth is who we have now. Fully agreed. A great poetic reminder.