storms of madness

Dobro went home to be with the Lord

2008-07-26T07:26:00.000-07:00

Dear friends of Dobro (Maria).

It is with a heavy heart I must inform you that Dobro passed away on July 8, 2008. Her cause of death was from blood clots that went into her lungs. She went quickly and did not suffer.

Sarah and I are comforted by the fact that she is with Jesus and we will see her someday.

I am thankful that in the past year her Bipolar has improved greatly.

Adaptation

2008-03-04T15:01:00.000-08:00

Loneliness and memories of past pleasant times
Crash on my mind like tidal waves on the shore.
Isolation induced by God or karma
It makes no difference to me which one
Is the creator of my state of being.
At least there were times of comfort and peace
Covered warm in the blanket of friends.

This time brings My mom,my husband and child.
An intense awareness and gratitude
For the blessing of family
That so far has not been taken away.
I must have done something right
That I am safe in the knowledge and stability
Of my little family
With my returning acts of kindness.

I hope each of you are safe and warm
In whatever state you find yourself.
One absolute is change.
I hope we can all adapt to it well.
Surprisingly,my handicapped daughter can
better than I.
Stay well.
God bless you.

In Search of the Perfect Toys

2007-12-10T19:52:00.000-08:00

I am told of Christmases past
When my Daddy would venture forth
To the stores all over the county
In search of the toys
I wrote on my letter to Santa.
He did it freely with love
And a sense of enthusiasm
In spite of being tired from work.

He would call my Mommy
To let her know where he was
What he had accomplished
And where he was headed.
I was unaware of this great effort
All I cared was getting what I wanted.
Kids are basically selfish
And oblivious to their parents' sacrifices.

Now that I am a parent
I have to hunt for the things
My child wants for Christmas.
I have the convenience of the internet.
I don't have to go to the mall.
But I still remember what was done for me
And I pray to my Daddy
And say a big thank you.

Fate and Family

2007-10-23T12:02:00.000-07:00

Why has God punished us?
Limited and isolated
In our social circle.
Dependent on each other
What happened to the so-called
compassionate souls?
Gone
Forsaken.

What about the loved ones in spirit?
They do not stop loving us.
I believe they still know
What goes on in our lives.
I still talk to Daddy
And sometimes feel he is with me
He knows we are alone
And prays for us.

God or Fate has put a block in our lives
A place of isolation and pain.
But behind it is the comfort
Of a very small family.
And behind that is an invisible comfort
From one who lived with us
And is still with us in love.
So we accept the pain and blessing.

My family

2007-09-25T12:00:00.000-07:00

Narrow is the life of my little family
Just mother, father, Sarah and Nonna
Most friends have left us.
Abandoned
No compassion
So we huddle together for comfort
And help each other
In our times of need.

Camp Loyaltown

2007-08-15T13:30:00.000-07:00

Good souls who give of themselves-
Time, energy and money-
So that children and young people
Who were born with handicaps
Can have a "normal" time-
They are heroes
Mentors
Role Models.

The retarded there have a lot of fun
Swimming
Nature
Woodwork
Arts and Crafts
Dances
Anything they want
The time to look beyond their handicap.

Loving kindness
Acceptance
Happiness
These you cannot buy
But you find plenty of
Between the counselors and kids
God bless these good souls and campers
Until they come home.

Prince Alfred

2007-07-27T13:56:00.000-07:00

While your'e there eating your Big Mac
Sipping your Coke and munching on cookies
We'll come alongside to relieve the pain
Of the loneliness that comes from being
Different
Disabled
Broken

Strength and nobility arise from your soul.
Laughter is a part of your everyday.
The will to live has not been damaged
Although your body has
Shine on
Alfred
Shine on

Robert W.

2007-07-12T11:29:00.000-07:00

You provide a sweet diversion for me.
Down memory lane in the spring of 1975,
We were so in love
Listening to classical music
Holding hands
Kissing and hugging.

But it could not last
Because it was too intense
And we were still kids.
So you left me for other girls
And I struggled along
Alone and with Heartache.

But Robert, I still love you
In a more mature way:
I know that my madness
Would only drag you down
And soon we'd come to resent each other.
Who needs that?

So, I am very happy we had our time together.
In my mind, I can always go back there
And enjoy it again.
The years disappear
The innocence returns.
Add some music and it's paradise.

Je t'aime

Cleopatra

2007-06-12T09:54:00.000-07:00

I had a pretty house cat growing up.
She was loved by everybody,
Never had a problem,
Unless it was if her next meal
Were not served on time.

When she grew old and sick,
She was taken to the doctor
Diagnosed
And put to sleep
No extended pain.

I would not mind being a cat
Loved, domesticated,spayed and healthy
Free to play with my masters,
Rest on their bellies
And not have to worry about a job

I would be the most affectionate cat I could be
When my masters were sad, I would comfort them.
When they were happy, I would make them laugh
And when I was very sick
They would put me down,without any problem

Beekman Beach

2007-05-23T11:25:00.000-07:00

If I'm not good enough for Heaven
And not bad enough for Hell
Then send me to Beekman Beach.
That's my home.
The seagulls know me
And I know them.
The waves mark time on the shore
and all the kids have fun.

After death, I will be a spirit.
How wonderful to be able to fly
up and over the waves,
alone or with the birds.
How pleasant to watch
passing of days.
Dominus Vobiscum

The bay at night

2007-05-21T14:07:00.000-07:00

That is where I feel closest to God
That is, when everyone else is away.
I can pray
Be quiet
and listen
to what God
and nature
are saying.

I can get away from the noise
From my family and TV
And listen to the gentle lapping of the water,
The shuffle of my feet on the sand
And the feel of my deep breathing.
It is like my own private church and spa.
Dominus Vobiscum
God be with you.

Storm of Madness

2007-05-17T15:00:00.000-07:00

The moon shines bright
Over the water.
My arms are empty.
All is still.
Daddy!
Daddy
Comes out of the water
Wearing his red shorts.
And

He knows what I did.
He was in the water
Watching, praying, waiting.
But God told him not to
Worry.
Worry!
That's what a parent does.
And I survived, lived,
With no effects.

Daddy said that he knew about the madness.
He had had it himself.
But he would be with me
For always,
He and God
God and me.
And sometimes death
Did not win.

You know what?
Oneness between God,
My Dad and me
That's cool.
That's all!
Don't let the madness overcome you.
Dominus Vobiscum!!!!!!!!!!!!
God be with you