• Journeys,  Poetry

    Uninvited Guest

      Feeling the bite against my skin, Sun shining brightly, but bringing little warmth. Winter has arrived. Today inside feels as chilly as the air outside. I miss you. Longing to hear the warmth of your laughter, Share your memories, Feel your hug… Grief sneaked in uninvited.  – RG

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    Mom’s Eulogy

    Alice Eleanor Reddy was born in Connecticut on June 13, 1924 to William Patrick and Roseanne Reddy. Calvin Coolidge was President, the Ford Model-T was the car of choice and the US was “Roaring in the Twenties”.   No doubt my Mom was born in optimism and clung to it her entire life. When Mom was 11 they moved to Detroit, Michigan, where Grandpa found work. Grandpa nicknamed her Alleluia, but most of her friends just called her Al. She was Irish through and through. Mom graduated from high school at the age of 16. She got her biology degree in college. Summers were spent with her aunts and friends in…

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    Reality Check

    One of my favorite books of all time is “The Phantom Tollbooth” by Norton Juster. Sure, it’s a children’s book, but then again – it still speaks to me, so what can I say? There is a section on Milo’s journey when he encounters two cities – Reality and Illusions. Illusions can be seen although it is essentially a mirage. Reality is invisible, but the people don’t seem to notice. They are too busy to look up, and their entire environment has faded away without them being aware. Sound familiar? When I look around, I realize how limited my senses are to things just beyond the realm of human capability.…

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    A Little Smile

    So, I was walking Sammy yesterday, and the sun was just coming up. The horizon was lit, but the sky overhead was still dark; a smoky grey. Wisps of clouds streaming across it were lit with beautiful fuchsia and purple. It was surprisingly quiet for a weekday morning. Traffic seemed subdued. Who knows – maybe people had stopped their cars to watch the sunrise? It was truly spectacular. My toes were wet because I was wearing flip-flops and the grass was damp. It was cool and I felt the calmness of nature wash over me. Some of the tension from the past couple of days seemed to slip away. Looking up,…

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    Remembering Mom

    The lessons you taught – To students, family and others. Your hands were never idle, and neither was your mind. Oh, my Mom! Your life was long and productive, but yet It still seems too short. I am thankful you stood on faith, And with that your life is eternally blessed and beautiful. Today, as I come to terms with the fact you have left this realm, I am enormously grateful for you. You will continue to inspire me for as long as I live. Thank you for all of the lessons you taught me. You, and they will not be forgotten. – Alice Eleanor Garretson, 6-13-1924 – 10-9-2017

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    It’s Official

    I’ve been given the official “green light” by my doctors. It’s funny, because during my Dad’s various health problems my view of doctors was tarnished. It has been restored! Thankfully I’ve had a top-notch team looking after me. Thank God for His direction in this. So, today is Friday – the end of the week; the start of who-knows-what? This new lease on life I’ve been given is very exciting. I intend to make the most of it. Rejoicing. Living life to the hilt. BRING IT. – RG