Dear mothers of my family

Dear mothers, My mother, thank you for your advice, friendship, love and support.  I wouldn’t be where I am without you!  I am deeply grateful. To the grandmother, I only knew you through vague stories told through the eyes of a heart broken boy. And yet, in each picture I see of you, your eyes…

Heard

If you sit in silence. In the stillness. You can hear. The words of God, the Universe. So believed my Quaker ancestors. It is this sitting. The stillness. The silence. That I run from. Try to elude. Yet at times, I crave, desire, need and find myself falling into.  The sweet nothingness. This escape. This…

To the men

Dear fathers and grandfathers, the forefathers of my family, Thank you for your fight. Thank you for desire to survive. The need to thrive. The will to push forward. Thank you for wise counsel. Soft word and empathic eyes. Thank you!

The ladies Vail

Dear grandma, great grandma, and all the mothers before. I can only imagine the struggles you faced. The difficulties you encountered. I look at your pictures, the deep sadness in your eyes. The stories absorbed and buried. To survive. To protect. To live. I let this go. This no longer serves us. It no longer…

To the grandmothers I never knew

Dear grandmothers, I only knew you through vague stories told through the eyes of a heart broken boy. Or the long lost memories of a little girl. I mainly know you through pictures. The little girl. Whose life ended too soon. Even though you were sick, you always smiled. Thank you for the gift of…