More Writing

The following pieces are from this last week's session of our writing group (which is at a FT "therapeutic community"). Some are from the "free write," where members write about whatever is on their mind. Some are from an exercise called "Three Things..." a loose variation on the following line from Mary Oliver:

"To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go."

Thanks to everyone who responded so positively to the last post. I'm heading to group again tonight and am really looking forward to sharing your feedback. I was very touched and I am sure the writers will be as well. Once again, it is our pleasure to share the following with you.


TODAY

Today, I went outside and walked to the bus stop. The bus came, so I decided to go for a ride. The sun was so bright and warm that my jacket came off on the bus. The sky was bright and clear. The wind went through my hair. It was a sunny day, and every day will be sunny.




MY BROTHER

My brother
My family
My son

Well, my brother passed away on October 3. He was my inspiration. I can't live without him, he was the most important part of my life. He was caring about his family. He loved us so much that he had to leave us.

He will be missed. I love him so much. He was very happy about everything in life, that he brings tears to my eyes.



MY LIL BOY

I miss your smile, your voice, the way your voice was going up and down deep the low with adolescent-hood. You are a young man now, and I have never been apart from you this long in your whole short 15 year old life. But I know and you know that you are God's child and before you can drop a tear--which I know you haven't--I'll be there again to wipe them away.

I love you. You are my song in the car. Just look into the reflection and you'll see me, Mommy. Does he know? Does he think of me? Like me of him? Does he?


FAMILY

God
My family
Serenity

I can't live without these things because they make me happy and I thank God for giving me another chance to live so my husband can have trust in me and so we can stay as a family. And it shows my family how strong I feel about staying clean and sober, one day at a time.



MY BODY

How else to taste fresh cherries? Or to love the touch of fabric on my fingertips? Or to speak about what it is that we love? A fluttering in my stomach, an aching in my heart, the beginning of all beginnings. What we feel.