Indwellings

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 Indwellings


Warm walls of womb.

Abode of breast.

Blanket of love.

Safe house called home.

Widening world of bugs, birds, buddies.

School of kids,

Always Catholic.

Camping, swimming, fishing, baseball, football.

College years.

Marriage #1.  

Wonderful son #1.

Children’s co-op. 

Spiritual community / whole grain bakery.

Friends for life.

Marriage #2.

Wonderful son #2.

Rooftop business.

Moved from city to small town.

Remodeled a house.

Personal growth:

Learned to express emotion safely, 

Have more room for joy,

The importance of forgiveness. 

Group home manager. 

Canoe camps in the wilderness.

The bottom of the Grand Canyon.

Move to a “mid-century modern”:

A home ten minutes from kids and grandkids,

A place of pandemic isolation, introspection.

Now a writer of what dwells in the heart,

Those places visited on the journey from womb to tomb.

And beyond.

Comments

  1. Amy RamponiMarch 28, 2021 at 6:25 AM

    We like that 10 minutes from grandkids part… Now for one more vaccination

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