Sometimes I find it difficult to come up with new ideas to write about on my weekly blog. I was already two days late on this weeks blog, so…..
Clouds Over Italy
I decided to take a walk and see what might pop into my head. I was nearly halfway done, Dave Matthews playing on the iPod, when I noticed how very blue the sky was, so I looked up. (I’ve shared some fabulous clouds from my travels so you’d understand the type of clouds that I saw today.)
Hawaiian Rain Clouds
I found that there was an amazing large cloud above. It was the kind of cloud that makes you wish that you were lying in the grass on your old school yard sharing the shapes that you were finding in the clouds with your closest friends.
Reflective Clouds In Alaska
The shape of the cloud was the Continental United States. It had the land masses of Texas, Florida, and Maine included in it. Hawaii and Alaska were not included; nor was Mexico or Canada. It was just this perfect, puffy, white cloud of the U.S.
Clouds Over Scotland Locks
I didn’t have my camera or my phone on me, but maybe it’s better that way. I’ll just have to keep that beautiful memory tucked away in my mind.
I skipped writing the blog last week, and with good reason. My mother passed away on Oct. 27. It was her 88th birthday. She passed peacefully, right after I sang “Happy Birthday” to her, per my aunt’s request. There is more to the story, of course, but I have since been struggling with certain images that come to me while I am sleeping. I am not the only person to have these unsettling images, and I now understand that they can be with you for a very long time. The whole premiss of this blog was to help people communicate, and with that thought in mind, I will share with you my video, with the hope that my idea might help others. You’ll have to make a video of your own, or put together a collage of photos that take your mind to a better place, times with happier memories. I put the music that I wrote for my mother, and would play for her, behind the photos. I hope you enjoy the video.
So lets start talking. We are of an age, where many of us share these same hiccups in life. You needn’t hide from them, but embrace them, and talk with others about your feelings. I believe that, when we discover that we are not alone, we no longer feel isolated in those feelings. With all this said and done, and the images I’m trying to shake, I wouldn’t have done it any other way, when it came to my mother. Her last words to me were, “I love you.” Now doesn’t that just say it all? That is the very image I want to remember.