that dark shadow
stealing across bedroom window
what is it?
darkness creates uncertainty
bamboo wind chimes tremble….
an angel?
a messenger from beyond?
spirit claiming a beloved?
certain things cannot be avoided.
mom’s death came late
one day shy of her 108th birthday.
Max’s death came early
a youthful new father of 35.
Max has waited
patiently for Janette
she wakes after a dreamless sleep
the other side of the Great Mystery
I imagine his arms reaching for her
Max—handsome, tall, athletic, smiling
Janette- tan, svelte wearing
a leopard skin bathing suit
But who comes hither?
Janette’s mother!
Grandma Minka claims her daughter
“she’s earned her rest!”
“she’s by my side again.”
playing her voice messages
trigger a thousand memories
RIP Mama. I miss you.
Through My Eyes 
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