The Fall - Day of the Dead

Beautiful, Rachelle.

💜🙏🏽, Ahavati. R.

This is beautiful.

Thank you kindly... Good to get to know your beautiful scribbles today! ♥️, Rachelle

Before battle, the Sioux Indians would say "today is a beautiful day to die." Such ephemeral moments make this thing we call life, whole.

That is a beautiful way to approach everything, isn’t it, dear Rob?!.. ♥️

Very nicely incisive write.  
Being one who has had serious heart  problems for 20yrs...."They" tell me I "should've been dead" At least 5 times, but keep coming back as if t'were a walk in the park.    All my heart attacks(5 at least, most likely more), A-fib, and v-fib problems have all been symptomless.  V-fib is a "widowmaker". No warning signs. Kills (most people) instantly. But, not me, damn'it.  
Then, my daughter died 2 years ago. That WAS NOT a walk in the park, but it further committed me to not ignore the presence of death and allowing one to "sit with" one's grief in as full a spirit of "acceptance" as  is possible. When your child dies, it's "different" than other deaths. It sticks to you more profoundly.  
 
I even wrote a book about it that Ahavati published for me.  100 poems on my wild grief at my daughter's death.  
 
Your child's death effects one's life more than most "losses" we experience.  
It's very difficult to "open" oneself fully to death and grief. We're conditioned to run and hide from. Or, Put it in some  
some locked closet in our psyche.  
        Well, whoever you are, your poem indicates a willing to open oneself to thee "unpleasantry", which makes the pleasant side more "meaningful"....for lacking a better word  
      Peace and Blessings  
           dkzk  
PS: special blessings to Ahavati, JBlaze, Poetic Medics..........

I am so very sorry for your loss, Danny... The unfathomable fathomed. As the mother of a daughter who suffers from anorexia and depression, I have had many sessions of mourning and acceptance of a death that may come much earlier than a parent might hope. It grounds in an appreciation for the every moment that cannot be put into words. And yet, some of us still try, don’t we?

Good to meet you here. 💜, Rachelle

Danny, you are the blessing to us. xo

You gonna make me cry again, Aha, dear.
Seems like that (cry) is all i been doing for over two years.
O well.....it's not like i've had anything better to do.

Thank you dear.
I worked in an esteemed psychiatric clinic for25 years.
This place was among the first to make treatment of anorexia a specialty.
So, i've had close contact with many anorexics,   A very difficult disease of mind that is so sad for families, and too often fatal for the patient.
       My daughter destroyed her liver at 31 years of age via alcoholism. She was a very quiet drinker and my ex & i were too late to catch on to the seriousness of her problem. Unfortunately I chose to in Florida for the last seven years of her life while they were in Kansas City. I wpuld get up there at least twice a year, but this damn heart failure started making travel difficult. I'm an alcoholic (sober) & would offer to take her to an AA meeting while there, which she'd refuse. In the last year of her life my ex & I were willing to pay whatever to get her into a treatment program, but she refused, saying she could get sober on her own. Of course, typical alcoholic denial, which spread to my ex. Right up to a week before she died, Mary kept saying she "had faith" that Leah would "make it".  So, I let myself get get sucked into denial, because that's what I "wanted" to hear. That & my heart condition were perfect "excuses" to not get up there more frequently, even though my gut was telling me otherwise.
              Sad shit indeed. A parallel situation t anorexia. The rest of my life will be defined by her loss.  I'm glad the experts don't think i'm long for this world. I don't know where my will to live comes from that i keep rising from the dead. I'd prefer to have it over with, especially amid this COVID crap, which is not going to "end" anytime soon, if at all. I've spent near 6months of this year IN Hospital.  Mostly so.......well, never mind. I need to shut myself off for this edition.
             Well, this is my smiley-face good deed of the day.  Always willing and able to share my sunshine with y'alls, right ms Ahavati?
      Love, dkzk

I'm not sure why I didn't get to this earlier, but it's really amazing in the sense that we all deal with mortality and give it back to nature, especially on this day. I'm often reminded that tomorrow is never really sure, no matter how many plans we make.
This has depth and wisdom. Excellent work.

Thank you, Wally. I somehow missed these profound words when you penned them. Always a good reminder, even in the heat of summer. ♥️, R.

Thank you, Wally. I somehow missed these profound words when you penned them. Always a good reminder, even in the heat of summer. ♥️, R.