Tuesday, November 11, 2008

But Where Does It Go?


Today is smoke-free day 513, and time for Heads or Tails.
Today is HEADS - Wear *or* TAILS - Where

First and more important, thank you veterans for your service to our country. My heart is grateful to you all.

Where...

But where does it go?
If you aren't convinced of heaven, I mean?
Or maybe believe that heaven could be one part
but still not a big enough container?
In that case, where does it go?

Her hard laughter that ejected
bits of contagious joy?

Her wide smile that wrapped
it's corners around those she loved?

Her childish silliness that embarrassed
her 12 year old daughter?

Her bold disregard that freed
her from so many stuffy oughtta's?

Her indulgent appetite that fattened
her body but softened it, too?

Her terrible stage fright that shook
the nervous paper in her hands?

Her awful driving that angered
her husband when she smashed another car?

Her hopeful nature that cheered
our beloved but losing Cubbies?

Her wide-open heart that loved
on the large scale, holding nothing back?

But where does it go, all of that,
her spirit, her essence, just her?

I found it all tucked just inside my heart,
sometimes sneaking out into the actions of my hands and feet,
and in occasional zingers unexpected
in someone else blessed enough
to have been touched by who she was,
and through them, and through me,
who my mom still is.

19 comments:

  1. Oh my gosh Maggie - this is beautiful! What a wonderful tribute to your mother.

    I remember decades ago, I asked my mother once if she believed in God and/or in heaven. She pondered for a moment, then stated that although science could create a body, a life, they could not create a soul, and it was a very nice idea indeed that your soul would go somewhere else once the body died.

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  2. Beautiful! I definitely believe in heaven - it gives me strength and comfort to believe that.

    Oh, and I had to say that I am on day 18 smoke-free :) Yippy!

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  3. This is absolutely lovely.

    Congrats to you! 513 is HUGE!!!

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  4. Very nice thoughts Maggie. Lovely way t remember your mom.

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  5. Great poem! You're mom would be so proud and honored I think...

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  6. This is so wonderful, and so poignant. I loved every word.

    My HoT is posted, all about Veteran's Day and the last one ---one sweetheart I lost to the Viet Nam War. Come by, won't you? Happy Tuesday to you.

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  7. That is a wonderful poem. Such heartfelt emotions. 513 days! wow.

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  8. I have tears in my eyes after reading this. For you and your mom. For my mom, and for me as a mother.

    Simply beautiful.

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  9. You brought my to tears. But beautiful, hopeful tears.

    So very well done Maggie.

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  10. Man...I've been feeling so bad about the things I didn't do for or with my Mom while she was alive. This was beautiful :-)

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  11. That was beautiful. And you are exactly right. That is why she will ALWAYS be with you. :)
    Gorgeous. :)

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  12. Oh, this is a beautiful tribute. Lovely, indeed!

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  13. What a beautiful tribute. Really. Some of the best writing I have read this week.

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