Friday, December 3, 2010

January 2010 - response to poem for each month post


Sobering month.
Pulmonary embolism
we mistook for asthma,
barely treated in time.
You could have died.
I could now mourn,
close my first widow year.
Instead, we plan road trip
through Civil Rights sites,
update our bird lists,
wake in each others' arms.
Each day I remember January
and give you an extra kiss.

Victoria Hendricks
December 3, 2010

8 comments:

  1. I understand why you would remember January. I remember this January of yours too! Scary. Hope you have many more January's together.

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  2. Thanks for a loving comment Mary - and I wis you and Diane many more good months and years together too.

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  3. Yes a sobering anniversary month for you. And I am so glad the two of you still have each other to hug and hold.

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  4. I am so glad it all ended up all right. I can understand why January would cause you to reflect!

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  5. I know sometimes it takes a big scare to make us appreciate living. I'm glad Bob is OK and you just have an even better appreciation of him.

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  6. Yes, he is still here to kiss. Celebration.

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  7. What a terrible fright for you both. But your feelings are beautifully expressed in this poem.

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  8. lovely plans for the month.
    Happy 2011.

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