Thursday, December 2, 2010

In the Mist

Sob, heavy world Sob as you spin, Mantled in mist Remote from the happy.
W.H. Auden

Today the news came that the physician at the hospice house felt my Mom's cancer was probably spread to her bones and there wasn't a good deal more time. So family is gathering for the journey. We are taking turns coming to her as there are several of us who want to spend time with her, but don't want to tire her out. I will go in about 10 days. They feel she will probably make the Christmas holiday because she wants that, but then things will probably change rapidly.

My mom seems to have found her peace. And I have found mine even in the midst of the grief. We walk different spiritual paths and hers is one of Christianity. So tonight I dedicate a piece from Handel's Messiah to her that her faith will take her through the next weeks....

Handel, "The Messiah, I Know My Redeemer Liveth":


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