How To Deflate My Heart
My daughter is speculating,
again, about moving away.
Her dream: Hawaii, the beach.
I remember that restlessness,
the lure of the greener other side,
of life suddenly new and exciting,
until the moving van,
the teary farewells, jump
out of the realm of someday
and land on the abrupt road
to real change? to promise?
to the ache of home and who
is left behind? Young, resilient,
she and her husband would adapt.
The kids would, eventually. And I
would just have to add more
family to be lonely for, missing
Friday night sleepovers, Saturday
morning snuggles with Mia,
cheering for Izzy’s volleyball team,
carving pumpkins for Halloween,
Easter egg hunts, pool time,
their once close reach.
I would just have to re-learn
how to let go.
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More family to be lonely for….I can relate Kathleen! Beautifully expressed!
Wow Kathleen – this hits home for me! I will never get accustomed to my daughter (and grand-daughter) living in CO!
Very sad, Kathleen. Ah, well, right?
Nice — “jump out of the realms of someday” and “greener other side. And the last three lines tell so much more than is contained in this one possible move.
Yes, this goes to the heart of all who have watched children or loved ones leave. You add a special sentiment and lesson to the story!
Hawaii is sooo far. Hopes she stays closer by….(even Etown is too far for me)
I feel this one.
Beautifully vulnerable, really moving.
touching and real
Your poise with this material is enviable. So much feeling, so much precision. Have enjoyed your poems and your comments this month!
Achingly beautiful. Love the last line as well as:
And I would just have to add more family to be lonely for
Getting old is all about this.
Geri Mascio said I should look you up. Glad I did!