week eight

once upon her skin
now they lay upon mine
a delicate string of pearls
connect us through time

a deliberate consciousness
to savor our connection
her blood runs through my veins
i can see her in my reflection

an elusive creature
a woman i barely knew
was taken before memories
was taken too soon

one day we will meet again
grandmother and granddaughter
the foundation of our lives secure
never will it totter

week seven

to learn
and love
and laugh...
is to live.
-- still
i tread lightly over
sensitive subjects
and imagine in "what ifs"
it is not to be daring.
it is not to be brave.
it is to be.

week six

these days are trying to eat me whole...
i find myself consumed~
by questions that have no answers
by tears that have no end
by life
& the things i cannot change.
these days
the only thing that brings relief
is to cry.
i always seem to breathe a little better afterward.

week five

happiness gets blurry sometimes
so i stop
take stock
and smile
for the gift of a scarf
the touch of warmth in the sun
and the life i hold in my hands.
happiness gets blurry sometimes
so i spin
and revel in my femininity
knowing this life is mine to enjoy.

January 2010

i've hit a milestone!!! one month of my 52weeks project completed!
thanks for all your support and kind words.


1. week one, 2. week two, 3. week three, 4. week four