In Peace…
Rest in peace, and peace to those who loved and knew Michelle far better than I did. A thought, prayer, and moment for http://projectmichelle.com/blog/…
Birthday Wishes
I wish…
I wish you were here to wish me my birthday wishes.
I wish you were wishing for a wish to which you might still be here.
I wish, a wish that wishes it would never have had to be wished at all.
I wish…for my birthday all over again.
We Pray, and Pray, and Pray a Little More
For another who lives strong, a little prayer and a thought in our busy lives.
And a prayer…
How come the ends/beginnings of months seem so tragic? A small post, for Erica Murray.
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Julia
- John Lennon
Half of what I say is meaningless
But I say it just to reach you, Julia
Julia, Julia, oceanchild, calls me
So I sing a song of love, Julia
Julia, seashell eyes, windy smile, calls me
So I sing a song of love, Julia
Her hair of floating sky is shimmering, glimmering
In the sun
Julia, Julia, morning moon, touch me
So I sing a song of love, Julia
When I cannot sing my heart
I can only speak my mind, Julia
Julia, sleeping sand, silent cloud, touch me
So I sing a song of love, Julia
Hum hum hum hum… calls me
So I sing a song of love for Julia, Julia, Julia
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An Ugly Life
Another beautiful poem by our Julia – I think it speaks for itself.
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I wished for you,
an ugly life.
The story of a stolen daughter,
The kind full of poverty, addiction,
and illness.
Of broken hearts and crushed dreams.
I wished for you,
an ugly life.
My wish would bring to me,
reason.
Would bring me family once loved
A tragic story could explain our loss
Our reunion, could have been my gain.
Instead, I’m your shame.
Your rich life, your four new ones,
hiding under it all,
I can find you there, I know.
but I can never find myself,
in your beautiful life.
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“The Hummus Place”
Yesterday, I was able to meet up with Julia’s good friend from college, Sara and her husband Aref. As they’ve recently moved out to the urban metropolis of St. Cloud, MN (^^), they had a craving for some quality hummus. We made our way to “The Hummus Place” – which also happened to be a favorite of Julia’s.
The first time I went, I was wandering aimlessly in the Upper West Side talking to her on the phone. She brought up the location on her computer, and proceeded to tell me all the ins-and-outs of hummus – and apparently there are many! Partial list follows:
DO NOT:
Order just one.
Forget the pickles, olives, and onions.
Use utensils.
Lick your fingers.
Forget the Gold Star.
DO:
Order more than you can eat.
Eat regular, not whole wheat pita.
Eat it right away, while it’s still warm.
Eat with friends.
Drink lots of Gold Star.
As you can see, she was a fan of the Israeli beer they sell there (I think she had memorized the menu, both food and beverage side) – GOLD STAR (she would’ve killed me for using this picture – LOL). She kept telling me to order one, but unfortunately on that particular day I was nursing a bit of a hang over.
I also refrained from partaking yesterday, but next time love, cheers to you and GOLD STAR – wherever you are…
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