The house is empty again. No laughing little boy trailing after me calling “Mimi? Mimi?”
Everything is quiet, nothing is out of place.
No more teasing Cookie with his sunglasses … or offering bits of food he knows she shouldn’t have, which she always politely accepts! Ha! Should we say eagerly begs for!
No more finger painting and toe painting!
Summer is quiet again. The wind chimes make their songs for me and I remember little hands and bright blue eyes.
It was a magic time had we, a very magical time.
“Witch” Acrylic on canvas 9×12 inches
It is amazing how surprising it always is to me to discover that someone I know well wishes me harm. This has happened before with this same person, and I am always surprised at the depth of another’s misguided thoughts and potentially damaging actions. I know this person very well and although I cannot say I trust this person, I can say I thought benign coexistence was a possibility. However, apparently this is not ever going to be possible. She has stolen from me, she has tried to tarnish my reputation, not only as a human being, but as a member of my family and friends. I will never understand the motivation that drives this kind of person – I try to keep in mind that it is a sad thing for her own soul, but I also have quick hot bursts of anger that threaten to bloom into some kind of retaliation, which I realize is a choice each of us has to make and I have always chosen not to retaliate, not to allow bitterness or anger to become my own path, but it takes strength of conviction and often courage. I am happy in my life and I refuse to be denigrated by her actions. Yes?