and the meaning of our existence.
At the same time
that you explore
how fast to solve
the Rubik's cube
you design virtual worlds.
I love your conversation and animation.
I love that you are gentle and kind
and that you reside in an old soul.
I love your vocab and grammer,
enthusiasm and wonder.
I love that you are proper
and that you savor life while
you soak it all in.
You are my light,
I love you forevermore.
My sweet Daniel, I can't believe that you are thirteen today. From the moment you were born we felt so blessed and lucky. Every step of the way has been amazing, from you being wrapped like a taco in your blanket smiling right away to growing into an incredible young man. You make us laugh every day with your wit and sense of humor. We love you with all our hearts and wish you the best in life.
A fun write after weeks of writing about heavy and important things. Questions I ponder on
after feeling all the pain of family, friends and strangers and feeling it in my heart. Also the last few weeks worried about my health I am grateful to say that the blood work came back good. The doctor said that we will need to run additional blood work if I get worse again. Thank you for all the messages and kind words, it truly lifted my spirits. I felt the love . Meet us here http://dversepoets.com/ where we share our thoughts and our hearts.
The last few weeks my mind has been preoccupied with these bumps that appeared on my neck and I was feeling low energy and headaches. I had my MRI the other day and thankfully it came back normal. I am now waiting on blood work results.I am feeling better and so grateful for that.
the sound of cicadas in the air,
you watched the fish swim by.
Our heart full of your memory
the life we shared.
Forever you will be remembered
Our dear German Shorthaired Pointer passed away on February 2010. She was an amazing dog and a part of our family. I wrote this poem after seeing Bella, a neighborhood dog. Every time I see her my heart stops for a second because for that second I think it's Angel. Please join us here http://dversepoets.com/ where we share our thoughts and our hearts.
This morning I read Author Dani Shapiro's post http://danishapiro.com/on-small-seismic-shifts/ which resonated with me about the things that we dare to dream for ourselves. The things that we fear and the things that we learn along the way. Her thought process is something that I am familiar with because I was raised with the same thought process myself. Her conversation with her fourteen year old son and her words about having tough feelings, we all had them and we all met someone who experienced them. Those of you that read my poetry know that I am a big believer in learning from our scars and evolving as we grow through this life. I thought about my son Josh and how no dream was too big when I thought of him. (as well as my son Daniel) I knew he had a great heart and a great mind. As a doctor in an Emergency Room in Boston, I am so proud that his life is about helping people and saving people . I've had an interesting life, with many lessons learned but I never dared to dream for myself what I dream for my children. Meet us here http://dversepoets.com/ where we share our thoughts and our hearts.
I possess a childish enthusiasm,
even though the road was rough
my sense of wonder
may be tainted but
not diminished or broken.
The light in my eyes
at times filled
I remember pieces
of my childhood,
laughter and sadness.
A pin an astronaut gave me when I was six,
songs I sang with dad on a worn out tape,
books holding secrets,
poems I wrote as a little girl,
in colorful dog eared notebooks.
Dots on a map of a life
I have savored sweetness,
and swam in melancholy,
I have climbed over
walls that imprisoned me,
I have confronted what was expected
and chose my own path,
my own way.
I chewed those moments
I don't want yesterday's
I don't wish to recycle my dreams.
I have grown,
I'm not chasing yesterday,
I am living today.
I close my eyes
not to savor
but to remember.
Ice cubes filled my belly,
drowning the sound of hunger.
like threads undone.
Shackled by yesterday
a prisoner of the past.
I close my eyes to remember.
My cousin Jacob passed away Saturday at 5 A.M. Many of you sent prayers when I first posted this poem http://asunkissedlife-ayala.blogspot.com/2011/10/battle.html. He was a warrior that fought his battle bravely. He was a wonderful human being, a great husband and father. He touched people with his spirit and everyone gravitated toward his kindness and the light in his eyes. Our hearts ache for Rena, Dalia, and Stephanie, his wife and his daughters. Our hearts ache that he left all of us. He will forever be in our hearts.
I celebrated my birthday Sunday and I wrote this one night at 4 A.M while a migraine kept me company. Today is also my three year blog anniversary.
years ago today I began "A Sun Kissed Life". I was broken after losing
both my parents. This blog brought me salvation and took me on a journey
that I never imagined possible. I found a community of thinkers, poets,
bloggers, writers that have become friends. Their words and support
shined a light inside me. Thousands of comments later, I feel blessed
and I want to say, "thank you" . I wanted to quit a couple of times and
your support and love carried me to a better place. I will always be
Thankfully, I am okay. But while I was sitting nervous waiting to see the specialist my doctor sent me to after having a mammogram and ultrasound I started writing this poem. Having a little scare puts things in perspective.I am blessed to have good news. My thoughts wandered to everyone else in the waiting room. I
the walls witness
love and fire,
you and I
in our ordinary
Remember that I love you,
I would put you in the green pastures
so you can frolic with the deers .
I would give you wings to fly
over the ocean that you love.
I would let the smells of the earth enter
our window and put mint leaves in your tea
and berries on your plate,
because I love you.
I want to give you all of me,
I don't know what tomorrow will
so I love you today.
On Mother's Day,
flowers will be given,
hallmark cards will be read,
children will make breakfast for moms
I will think of you,
under the sand ,
under the stone we erected,
announcing to the world that
you were a great wife,
A throphy for all your sleepless nights,
I placed a heart
in your grave
before they covered you.
I cried, my heart broken.
Life is fleeting you said,
surround yourself with beauty you said.
You gave love with warm kisses,
You were flawed,
Fragile but powerful.
I believed in miracles,
I believed that you would go on,
that you would overcome the heartbreak,
of losing the love of your life.
In the rehab room,
you saw him even though he was gone,
you saw him smile.
You no longer cared about life,
I tried to awaken your spirit but
your eyes were vacant
with only endless sadness
that invaded your being.
He was your other half,
he was your life.
I saw you wither,
I saw you disappear in front of me.
I fed you orange pudding,
the way you fed me when I was a child.
You followed me with your eyes,
but you no longer smiled,
the stars had disappeared from your eyes.
You melted into the bed,
and my words could not move you nor lift
I didn't want to let you go,
I didn't want to say goodbye.
When you took your last breath,
my heart stopped,
my pain raw and unbearable.
I hold you in my heart,
I wear the wedding ring my father gave you,
I hold you in my dreams,
and every day I think of you,
I miss you so.
This is dedicated to my mom. She lost her will to live when my father died. They were together for almost sixty years. I miss them both every day. My father passed away on Mother's Day, so Mother's Day will never be the same for me. I have gratitude in my heart that I had good parents and I have gratitude in my heart that my children celebrate me on this day. Please meet us here http://dversepoets.com/ where we share our thoughts and our hearts.