Today, I drove to the house where my Dad once lived and I cleaned out his old dusty room. I cleaned the entire house and made it nice for when all the people come over tomorrow after the funeral. In his bedroom, I found an old journal he wrote in when he was a teenager. I dusted it off and tucked it away to read later. He was a passionate man. He was kind. He was selfish. He was wonderful.
Today was diffucult. It was another ending.
I take a deep breath and exhale. I am okay. I am blessed. I am lucky to be painfully aware.
At this moment, I have decided to fold cranes to give to the people who come to the funeral. I better get to work!

About Karen Elaine

Artist, author and teacher.
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2 Responses to Today

  1. Linde says:

    More energy sent your way in support, love and all enveloping hugs. You are not alone
    Karen. Life IS a gift.


  2. karen says:

    This is so touching.
    Yeah, I remember feeling “exquisite pain.” Anyone who hasn’t experienced it (yet) can’t know. Holding my breath as I type this.
    And the cranes are truly exquisite. Exhaling.


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