Om The Edge

Impending Apocolypse…?!!         This morning I went to the grocery store. There were a lot of people, and the line ups were long…..upon entering the store, I noticed a lack of products and a lack of common respect among the patrons, (someone actually rammed me with their cart!).         I immediately started to panic and questioned, “ Why was my mom not here to help me through this? ”  She would know exactly what to do and what to buy, she always knew what we needed….  and then I remembered,                                    ……… ‘I’ am here…and  ‘I’  am her legacy!          She trained me for this shit.         ...

  The Day My Mom Died...                     As I sit and listen to my mom breathe her last breaths the sound is no longer rhythmic. I am in a quiet, softly lit room, surrounded by my loved ones, keeping watch over things I have no control of. It does not seem real, this watching I am doing. Over the last several hours there have been exhausted smiles,desperate tears,and many,many shaky breaths. I feel like we are in a painting, or a picture of some sort. I am watching my older sisters...one is asleep the other cannot....I wish I could take all of the pain away for them, for my dad, for my kids, for all of us...I wish we were safe and warm and happy like Christmas should be...instead  I am watching, waiting, hyper aware of every sound and every nuance in the noises around me.                                        The C...

              My Daughter’s Clothes Yesterday I saw a little girl walking…. She was wearing my daughter’s clothes…. Once upon a time ago, I had posted on our local free cycle site (where you give unwanted goods away to others that can use them), that I had a box of girl’s clothing available. My daughter grows like a weed, and we are fortunate enough to be able to afford her some pretty decent clothing. Most of it she outgrows after wearing a few times or she doesn’t get a chance to wear it at all. Generally, the clothing looks brand new.  A lady contacted me saying she could use the clothing for her daughter so I made arrangements for pick up. She explained to me she didn’t have a car and I would need to drop them off. I was given instructions to place them in the carport and not bother knocking. I figured maybe no one would be around so didn’t think much of it. When I dropped the box off, I gave them to her husband as he was ...