When I woke up, I grabbed my bathrobe and checked for scorpions; a Costa Rica habit. hhmmmm…….I’m………
Going home to a place I’ve never been before. John Denver is singing in my head.
I woke up wanting to create a post. My mind is overwhelmed. I think to myself, what will I write about, ~my mudder, my fadder, my brudder~family issues greeted me upon my arrival.
Sometimes life can be overwhelming. And believe me, there was a time when I couldn’t sort it all out. I would go deeper and deeper into my mind.
Since I first read Faulkner, I always related to the character in the book, As I Lay Dying, that lost it and set a barn on fire. Not just any barn, but the one where Mama’s coffin’s was parked.
He kept pointing out to his father and siblings that Mama was dead and they could bury her anywhere. They didn’t have to drag her body across Mississipi, being stalked by buzzards.
All of the family members, in this hideous funeral procession, had a hidden agenda and it had nothing to do with the truth or their love for Mama.
Family can be like a nest of birds; eagles, strong and proud or sea gulls, diving to devour and fighting over stinking, rotting fish carcasses.
I am the Eagle I live in high country.There goes John singing again.
Some days are diamonds and some days are stones.
6 thoughts on “Bogged Down in Blog Town”
Cheri. Saw a link to your blog on Connie’s facenook pave. Drop me a line. Cmccormick12@comcast.net. Claire McCormick
I finally had a chance to write today….Now you can drop me a line back….Good to hear from you
I need to have a diamond day
I am sending you diamonds via ESP. You are a diamond!
Good stuff so true on family . Life is a journy to be lived not a problem to be solved.
Thanks. It helps to have a way to deal with it all.