Tuesday, January 8, 2013

I read your holiday letter and...

I have read your holiday letter
and have nothing to say except
this too is another reminder.

I wish my life
was enough
complete
not pricking
through early
hours before
the cat dares to wake me.

I don't wish for my life to be like yours
but to be rewound
to the place where I
was the one listing
how we all were most
grateful and lucky
on this earth together.

I've become smaller
my house, my car
my family.
How?
My throat tightens and I can't speak anymore.


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12 comments:

  1. UnknownJanuary 8, 2013 at 10:57 AM

    Thanks so much for sharing this poem! While I enjoy the holiday letters, I, too have similar feelings that cannot be put in words.

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  2. Brian MillerJanuary 8, 2013 at 11:20 AM

    mmm felt...the wish to rewind to when you could list all the good things...and life becoming smaller...its hard...being from different worlds....

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  3. ellen abbottJanuary 8, 2013 at 11:39 AM

    this is beautifully spoken. I would heal your grief if I could.

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  4. dianefaithJanuary 8, 2013 at 1:51 PM

    I do love getting letters during the Christmas season, and I guess it makes sense that people dwell on the positive. Still, they often seem to be fairy tales. When life has been painful, those letters hurt without that ever being the intention. You have said that beautifully.

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  5. UnknownJanuary 8, 2013 at 2:17 PM

    Holidays are tough to take when you've lost loved ones.

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  6. erinJanuary 8, 2013 at 3:23 PM

    ((( )))

    sometimes fewer words or even silence is larger than...

    much love))))

    xo
    erin

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  7. The BroadJanuary 8, 2013 at 3:35 PM

    Poignant and beautifully conceived. I am very touched by your ability to express yourself with such profound simplicity...

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  8. troutbirderJanuary 8, 2013 at 3:49 PM

    We lost our son at age 27 to the effects of bi-polar. It is for us a much smaller world now as well....

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  9. Sally WesselyJanuary 8, 2013 at 8:28 PM

    I understand this one all too well. I sent out a letter this year. I did not list who did what. It was too painful. I just wrote news of our move and included photos of the grandchildren.

    Hugs.

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  10. HilaryJanuary 9, 2013 at 12:47 PM

    Hugs to you, Rosaria.

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  11. VagabondeJanuary 9, 2013 at 3:53 PM

    A beautiful poem, Rosaria. Sometimes, it is not easy…

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  12. PatriciaJanuary 26, 2013 at 9:26 AM

    This post gives me pause, Rosaria! We share a similar time in life!

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