Month: October 2014
Writing in the Rain
I love to write.
I’ve learned to write everyday. I write on sunny days, snowy days, sick days. I write whether I’m in the mood to write or not. Fortunately, for me, I’m more often in the mood than not.
I love writing on rainy days. Today it’s raining outside.
This is what I feel like when I’m writing on a rainy day.
Baby Jana – Boulder, Colorado (possibly taken on a rainy day!)
My bookmark says “A professional writer is an amateur who didn’t quit.” – Richard Bach
Glacier Park – Last Day
Yesterday was the last day Going to the Sun Road was open for the season in Glacier National Park.
My friend MaryJo picked me up at noon. We caught up on our lives, admired the fall colors, and took a nice little hike to Hidden Lake.
It was a fantastic way to spend a Sunday. We are both grateful to live so close to such a beautiful place.
She wasn’t breathing. Her skin felt like a cold, skinless chicken breast. I didn’t know what to do. I pushed on her chest a couple of times, then leaned my ear down to her mouth. I’d seen people do this on TV. I didn’t know if I should be trying to hear her breath or feel it on my ear. I pushed again, but it didn’t feel like I was helping, it felt like I was inflicting more pain. This time when I leaned in, I just stayed there.
“Mom.” I started to cry.
I wrapped my arms around her. That’s when I knew she was dead. There was nothing. No one. Life was gone from her broken body. I was freaked out, devastated, and then scared. I looked one last time at my mother’s face, and then I went to Ray. He was unconscious, naked on the floor. I couldn’t tell if he was dead, but I didn’t want to wait around to find out.