With the death of my Mom, my anxiety found new life. Like any parasite from a host, it crept into my veins and fed off my sanity, growing in strength while I grew in weakness.
Memories from this time flash all too slowly, too stubbornly, before my eyes. I remember the endless car ride back to her hospital in Chicago, racing against the clock of her pulse. Trapped in the suffocating space of my own mobile powerlessness, I physically felt death in my own body: heart racing, shortness of breath, uncontrollable fits of weeping, tremors that rocked my very foundation. I remember my terrorized eyes, next to my Mom’s closed eyes, near my sister’s side, looking up at my Mom’s kind doctor, asking for drugs to calm me down; anxiety now made me her only living patient in that room. I remember the feel of the bed that night, of the fuzzy blankets that to this day envelope me in the presence of my Mom, and the numb release those drugs brought me for a few hours of sleep…of denial. I remember months later, talking about these moments of anxiety along with the endless trail of ugly ducklings that ensue, my therapist’s words:
What if you imagined your body, your life, as an object, which like any other object, will inherently decay with time?
His question was designed to assuage the irrational fears that ate away at my sanity: I have cancer. I am riddled with tumors. I’m having a stroke. I have an aneurysm. I am dying.
I thought about the power of erosion as I lingered on the edge of the vast and majestic and overwhelming and wondrous and complex and gorgeous Grand Canyon. Layers of ocher shade into ebonies blur into grays cut against the hazy blue dome above. Horizontal lines on some ridges play tic tac toe with vertical striations on other towers. Ivory artery paths cut across plateaus and dip diagonally down canyon sides. And then the origin of this glory, the Colorado River: a mud-green snake, wide as a football field and a mile beneath, slithered in and out of sight, arching its back in white caps and bending around all red-rock obstacles.
Here is beauty. Here is destruction. There cannot be one without the other.
I cannot see this glory were there not the horror. I cannot be this wonder were there not the eroding.
Millions of years, billions of raindrop-tears rolling down the sides of the River’s face. Tons of rocks, sons and daughters of crumbling grief racing into the Abyss. Echoes of raging winds, let-gos and let-downs dancing into Destruction. Gravity carving without levity, cravings eroding into the Center.
Here is beauty. Here is destruction. There cannot be one without the other.
What if you imagined your body, your life, as an object, which like any other object, will inherently decay with time?
My Mom’s hands were like the Grand Canyon. Speckled russet from the sun. Gorged from the work ethic of West Virginia hills. Gnarled from the pain of so many Midwestern storms. Weathered from the weight of so many unmet norms. Twisted on themselves from the giver’s turning. Rooted in so many defeats and repeats and remembers and benders and whatevers and winners. One gold band, a circled audience, standing witness.
I miss those hands.
What if you imagined your body, your life, as an object, which like any other object, will inherently decay with time?
Here is beauty. Here is destruction. There cannot be one without the other.
Halyma
Mar 27, 2016 @ 12:47:13
Wow. And thank you.
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Mary
Mar 27, 2016 @ 15:56:33
Thank you for reading and taking the time to respond!
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paulcarlos
Mar 29, 2016 @ 10:17:19
Sadness and beauty endlessly twist into each other, spiralling. Each with the others seed at it’s heart. Stunning post!
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 10:21:04
Thank you for taking the time to read and respond!
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 10:21:43
Aditya, it is about the amount of follows you have: here as well as other social sites (Twitter, FB), etc…good luck!
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manasshome
Mar 29, 2016 @ 10:53:28
Very well written, and from experience. I just am trying to come to terms as my mother expired (with endless rides to the hospital) very recently – two weeks back – all while my father lays in coma after two brain surgeries without knowing about his better half’s fate. It was disheartening to see her pulse and heartbeat slowly counting down on the monitor as she laid on the hospital bed, waiting for her death to come; her eyes being taped by the nurse to avoid bulging out.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 10:58:16
My heart breaks for your loss(es). Sending prayers for comfort and light in this time.
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Renee
Mar 29, 2016 @ 10:57:15
Beautiful
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 10:58:33
Thank you for reading and responding!
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PaulineMary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:02:52
So beautifully written with raw emotion
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:06:52
Thank you for your encouragement. Raw is sometimes the best…but often the hardest.
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daddysgirl272
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:07:53
Beautiful painful and colourful all combined in one
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:09:42
As is life. Thank you for reading and responding.
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Sparkle
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:08:49
Wow it is.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:09:58
Thank you.
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bumblestitches
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:16:08
Personal experience and true emotion are definitely the carving tools for a moving piece. This was very engaging and touching. I wish you well.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:17:16
Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.
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julleberry
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:35:25
Wow. This is some beautiful play with words and imagery. I am in love with your style. Hell i’d love the grand canyon just from this intimate description
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:40:05
This feedback means the world…thank you.
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robynne black
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:37:13
Beautiful!!! My mother has those kind of hands and I do too, and I love the way you’ve painted a portrait of them.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:39:40
There is something so special about a mother’s hands…take pictures and hold them while you can.
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karamassoletti
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:44:48
Lovely composition I liked how artistically written it is almost poetic.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:47:30
This feedback means so much; that was the goal. Thank you.
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Christine Viera
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:44:54
Beautiful words on a hard experience. Thanks for sharing Mary.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 11:47:03
Thank YOU for reading and responding.
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Christine Viera
May 14, 2016 @ 18:44:27
A pleasure to connect!
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tothosewhohaveears
Mar 29, 2016 @ 13:59:49
Beautifully written! I love how descriptive you were in your writing, it made me feel like I was present with you in your mother’s hospital room. Thank you for sharing this part of your heart with us all and being vulnerable.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 14:04:07
Thank you for your detailed feedback!
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beingarellanes
Mar 29, 2016 @ 14:41:54
I didn’t want to read this article after the first thought – I recently moved far away from my mother and I’m unable to cope as is – let alone think about her death. But I stormed through the post with determination because I knew it would be special. I was right.
“racing against the clock of her pulse” – Beautiful and crushing.
Thank you.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:23:59
Distance can also sweeten family relationships–at least this was true for my Mom and I. I hope you find in your relationship whatever you both need. Thank you for this gift…this comment.
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rantsofarampantmind
Mar 29, 2016 @ 15:09:12
We raise our glasses in honour of those who have left us, and in hope that those affected will find solace… eventually.
A great piece of work.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:21:48
Cheers. And thank you.
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akinleyedamilola
Mar 29, 2016 @ 15:45:51
#sorry for your loss#… But remember she’s in a peaceful place where there are no hospital walls, disinfectant smell…you may be grieving, but trust me I believe she’s smiling down at you…..#be happy#
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:15:59
Thank you.
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akinleyedamilola
Mar 30, 2016 @ 07:52:16
You are welcome
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emmasharon
Mar 29, 2016 @ 15:54:08
Absolutely true, we cannot know real joy without terrible pain. We cannot choose what we feel, only whether we feel deeply or very little. I think you have chosen to live deeply, and I’m thankful for that. Beautiful images and descriptions, a very vivid telling of pain and heartache and beauty and horror and glory. Thanks for writing.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:15:35
What an amazing gift in this comment; thank you.
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Gistering
Mar 29, 2016 @ 16:11:51
Well written, it’s true.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:14:52
Thank you.
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2020naykrip
Mar 29, 2016 @ 16:21:42
This is beautifully written. Looking through the comments, you must have heard this many times. The reason you keep hearing this is because it is true. It seems as if you have poured out your greatest emotion and reached into the furthest part of your mind to share with us this experience. As I read this, my heart felt before my mind could think. I was able to feel the love you had for your mother the same way I love my own. Your descriptions were very vivid and your metaphorical devices were excellently placed. I would like you to know that I thoroughly enjoyed this piece. I’ve recently started my own blog ( poeticeloquence.wordpress.com ) where me and my friend pour words onto a page as amateur writers trying to improve our writing. I’ve recently written our blog’s first poem, entitled “The River” which reminds me of the love and heartfelt emotion in this piece. Our blog lives off feedback, and it would really mean a lot if someone like you who is established and great at writing could give us some advice, suggestions, or comments. Once again, thank you for sharing this beautiful piece. I wish you good luck on all of your future writing endeavors. Keep on writing.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:12:35
Thank you so much for the thorough feedback.
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Lindi Roze
Apr 07, 2020 @ 02:27:54
Yes!
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bellabythebluffs
Mar 29, 2016 @ 16:44:09
Your writing is beautiful. Thank you for sharing that gift with us Mary. I wish you all the best.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:11:35
What a generous comment-thank you!
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callmecailey
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:02:44
This is so beautifully written! I’m in awe.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:09:45
Thank you so much!
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jfaoe
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:34:45
I wrote a poem on nature’s beauty recently mentioning the hand and how it reflects God’s soul. I wish you the best. Thank you for your writing.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 17:45:47
Thank you.
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lifematters822
Mar 29, 2016 @ 18:01:01
Beautiful tribute to your mother. Dealing with the loss of a parent is one experience I am bracing for, hoping it is not too soon,and have no idea how I will cope when it happens.That is why I am here reading for inspiration. Thank you.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 18:02:15
Thank you for reading and responding.
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iamjirah
Mar 29, 2016 @ 20:38:21
Such art in its most painful yet finest form. Death has always been lurking around its prey. You’re such a brave lass! Thank you for writing this.
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Mary
Mar 29, 2016 @ 20:44:45
Thank you for reading and responding.
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swagatikapatra
Mar 30, 2016 @ 00:15:12
Awesome….written…..The way you expressed your feelings is quite touchy….Done a good job..!!!
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 07:54:13
Thank you.
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lethalbeauty
Mar 30, 2016 @ 01:32:09
This is the first blog post I’ve read.
Absolutely stunning, like others have said the raw emotion made for a beautiful post, best of luck on future posts.
Clearly a phenomenal writer.
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 07:53:47
What a compliment! Thank you.
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Maven of Aging
Mar 30, 2016 @ 06:29:16
This moving description of you dealing with your mother’s death spoke to me as well, especially the image of her hands. As I am now growing into my elder years, I sometimes look at my own hands, which are becoming gnarled, brown-spotted and wrinkled. At first, it made me sad, but then I remembered my mother’s hands and how they looked as she grew old (with a grace that I hope to emulate). Somehow that comforted me. I wish you comfort and peace.
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 07:52:22
Your hands sound like a beautiful story. Thanks for reading and responding.
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ADK Akshay Kedia
Mar 30, 2016 @ 07:04:37
It’s something about you, that you attend every comment. I’m inspired by it!
The writing is beautiful indeed and the title is way too catchy! Felt like exploring the moment I read it
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 07:51:19
There’s a million blogs out there and I want to make sure my readers know I’m grateful that they spent time on mine; thank you!
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NothingImportant2Say
Mar 30, 2016 @ 08:22:44
An amazing piece of deep human emotion interlaced with irony and your own description of the link between pain and joy. Thank you for sharing this. I just started a blog this past weekend and am trying to learn from other posts. However, I never expected this.
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 08:24:23
May the force be with you on your writing journey!
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alluringworldblog
Mar 30, 2016 @ 08:30:42
beautifully written! you truly inspire me!
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 08:55:51
Thanks kindly!
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Casual Jack
Mar 30, 2016 @ 09:18:48
I’m so sorry for your loss, thank you for sharing.
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 09:20:28
Thank you for reading.
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diyloverhere
Mar 30, 2016 @ 11:17:30
Nice pic
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 12:18:16
Thanks!
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julianlsouth
Mar 30, 2016 @ 21:16:08
Such a satisfying read (I know that sounds calls but I don’t mean it that way). You’ve put into words the sense of intimacy one feels only towards those we have shared most or all of our lives with. You also clearly express the emotional mind’s turmoil (and search for answers, which brings so much Life into our life) as it seeks to come to terms with huge loss. Thanks so much for courageously sharing.
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julianlsouth
Mar 30, 2016 @ 21:18:25
Sorry, “calls” should be “callous”.
I hope you are able to remain open to your grief and yet continue to reconnect with your centre as you follow the path of lossful life.
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 21:19:31
I appreciate the time you took to read and honor this post; thank you!
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bri
Mar 30, 2016 @ 21:43:21
Beautifully written! You have a knack for painting poetic descriptions into prose.
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 21:44:45
Thank you so much for this kind insight into my writing!
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lishabroyles
Mar 30, 2016 @ 21:56:46
Beautiful and amazing!
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Mary
Mar 30, 2016 @ 22:29:37
Thank you so much!
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teeneboppercriticpg3369
Mar 31, 2016 @ 00:06:04
Sad and amazing! Awesomely written. Like everyone else is saying it’s true. My mom is amazing. I’m sorry for your loss
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 06:40:41
Thank you for your kindness. Enjoy your Mom!
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teeneboppercriticpg3369
Mar 31, 2016 @ 14:58:46
Thanks! 🙂 hearing these types of stories makes me think about how I should spend as much time with her and be kind to her a lot
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sanjhiverma
Mar 31, 2016 @ 00:29:22
Heartfelt…yet mesmerising… !! Your words strike a chord!
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 06:39:50
Thank you so much.
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cogitabit
Mar 31, 2016 @ 01:57:28
Thank you for sharing this vulnerable story. This brings encouragement to otters and bring out the autencity in people.
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 06:39:33
Thank you for reading and responding.
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Wangoi
Mar 31, 2016 @ 06:37:16
Here’s beauty. Here’s destruction. There cannot be one without the other.
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Wangoi
Mar 31, 2016 @ 06:37:49
Reblogged this on Wangoi.
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simplerona
Mar 31, 2016 @ 07:20:36
Beautiful Writing and Inspiring Message also.
It is play with words and imagery.
Thanks for sharing this.
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 07:27:23
Thank you so much!
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simplerona
Mar 31, 2016 @ 07:27:21
Beautiful Writing and Inspiring Message also.
It is play with words and imagery.
Thanks for sharing this.
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kaveripoonacha
Mar 31, 2016 @ 08:07:34
So well written. I lost my mom to Cancer two and a half years back. I have all the emotions in me but not as good as you to play with words, as yet. Just started my blog with simple writing….wish I turn out to be as good someday and then might just be able to express the pain I went through with my mom. Thank you for sharing! Loved reading this
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 08:25:21
I’m sorry for your loss. Sounds like we lost our Moms at the same time. Maybe they’re chit chatting about our words down here.
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kaveripoonacha
Mar 31, 2016 @ 08:51:23
Really? Oh, m sorry too….but your post truly touched my heart…..I force myself to not think of it
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Stuart M. Perkins
Mar 31, 2016 @ 12:09:31
I agree, this was beautiful.
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 12:11:20
Thank you so much.
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sarahngima77
Mar 31, 2016 @ 12:19:26
The writing was amazing.The personification paints the image so well.I can see the grand canyon
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 12:20:47
I appreciate you reading and commenting!
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Jacklyn Giampa
Mar 31, 2016 @ 12:23:28
I am at a complete loss for words, as you have embodied my own emotions in one short story. My mother, too, passed away about a year ago. Your words have influenced me to cry, yet see the strength in each tear drop. Thank you.
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 12:25:04
I am so sorry for your loss, and pray you come to find comfort in the beauty that remains.
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Kathy Snay
Mar 31, 2016 @ 12:29:59
Powerful. Great ending.
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Mary
Mar 31, 2016 @ 12:30:40
Thank you for the detailed feedback.
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anandpasi
Mar 31, 2016 @ 22:17:14
Every word is truth, I felt numb while reading this
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Mary
Apr 01, 2016 @ 06:47:49
Thank you.
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mistyalliston
Apr 01, 2016 @ 12:50:11
This is beautiful! Thank you!
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Mary
Apr 01, 2016 @ 14:10:01
Thank you for reading and complimenting.
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classicchicc
Apr 01, 2016 @ 17:53:04
Beautiful
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Mary
Apr 01, 2016 @ 18:04:45
Thanks.
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Johnhuss etsobi
Apr 02, 2016 @ 14:49:26
creatively written. my heart bleeds for your loss, I am sorry.
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Mary
Apr 02, 2016 @ 15:02:09
Thank you for reading and your compassionate feedback.
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rabia noorstani
Apr 02, 2016 @ 19:34:06
God. This is so beautiful. I lost my father and the last gift I received from him was a crystal bracelet from the Grand Canyon. This brought on a lot of memories. Love it. Thank you and I wish you much love, peace and many blessings.
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Mary
Apr 02, 2016 @ 20:04:25
Thank you so very much. May you find comfort as well…
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loudintentionsblog
Apr 03, 2016 @ 12:04:10
My heart is heavy for your loss. This hits so close to home as last year I watched cancer my mother in law wither away, taking a piece of my husbands soul with her. Poetic beautiful piece! Bless you for sharing this.
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Mary
Apr 03, 2016 @ 13:34:36
Damn cancer. Thank you for reading and responding.
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Angela Maree Barnett
Apr 03, 2016 @ 23:14:21
This reminds me of the term Brutiful (Glennon Melton-Doyle came up with that). It’s when things are so brutal they are beautiful too. Stunning piece of work, thank you.
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Mary
Apr 04, 2016 @ 05:00:50
Thank you for sharing with me this term!
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martherainbow
Apr 04, 2016 @ 02:28:39
So beautifully written, I read it with tears burning in my eyes. You must have gone through a terrible time, but it’ll get better, because that’s how it works in life. Keep going & I’m looking forward to another post❤️
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Mary
Apr 04, 2016 @ 05:02:09
Thank you for reading and this encouragement.
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Sadia T Sultana
Apr 04, 2016 @ 10:29:57
Oh wow! This is such a beautifully written piece! It rains back memories from when my Grandfather had passed away right in front of me.. i still remember that day as if it was yesterday. I pray that my Grandfather and your Mother and those related to us all: family, neighbours strangers whom have passed by us who have passed away are all in a better peaceful place.. and are in the highest rankings of Heaven. And one day we will reunite with them entering the gates of heaven. This piece has touched my heart.. its a very moving emotional post. I can’t wait to keep up with your future posts.. stay blessed beautiful
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Mary
Apr 04, 2016 @ 10:46:18
Thank you for such a thoughtful response… and many blessings to you as well.
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theclumsysmurfette
Apr 05, 2016 @ 02:49:39
When you write anything that’s directly from your heart,it directly touches the reader’s sentiments. Truly, you’ve made me realize that it’s better late than never. I should be more caring and kind towards my mother.
My deepest condolences dear one!
And thank you for being courageous to put this through and let others realize things they should’ve ages ago.
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Mary
Apr 05, 2016 @ 06:02:54
Gosh, what a touching response. Thank you.
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Red
Apr 06, 2016 @ 16:40:36
This is absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
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Mary
Apr 06, 2016 @ 17:28:55
Thank you so much for reading and responding.
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elie
Apr 07, 2016 @ 03:08:40
Beautifully said
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Mary
Apr 07, 2016 @ 06:23:16
Thank you for reading and responding!
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wieckling
Apr 12, 2016 @ 03:21:49
I have been enjoying reading your posts – full of emotion, speaking from the heart. I’m only a beginner having only written 3. I’m writing them to deal with the grief of losing my 20 year old son Jacob. He passed away in Oct last year from a rare youth cancer Ewing’s Sarcoma after only a short 13 month battle. I have dedicated my blogging to Jacob. Thanks for sharing your stories.
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Mary
Apr 12, 2016 @ 05:23:56
I am so sorry for your loss; cancer sucks. I have found writing key in grieving. May you find peace and comfort in such a heart-crushing time.
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wieckling
Apr 12, 2016 @ 16:16:29
I hope I continue to write as well as you 🙂
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Kindness Blog
Apr 12, 2016 @ 06:57:08
Hey 🙂
We’d love to feature this on Kindness Blog and link back to you etc. Would that be okay?
No problems if not though 🙂
Best, Mike.
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Mary
Apr 12, 2016 @ 07:19:13
I’d be honored-thank you!
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Kindness Blog
Apr 12, 2016 @ 07:38:28
Thank you, Mary. Much appreciated! 🙂
Best, Mike.
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Mary
Apr 12, 2016 @ 07:56:55
What a fantastic site; honored is an understatement!
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Kindness Blog
Apr 12, 2016 @ 08:05:01
Thank you so much! The article is going ‘live’ in circa one hour 🙂
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dkmcl2
Apr 12, 2016 @ 14:18:27
I was riveted! Thank you, Mary..Dave 🙂
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Mary
Apr 12, 2016 @ 14:54:00
No, thank YOU for reading and responding.
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thejourneyoflife253
Apr 14, 2016 @ 11:52:58
Absolutely beautiful writing.
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Mary
Apr 14, 2016 @ 12:11:13
Thank you so much!
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Lit-worm
Apr 16, 2016 @ 10:24:45
That was the most beautiful thing I have read this year.
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Mary
Apr 16, 2016 @ 12:02:42
Wow, this compliment took my breath away. Thank you.
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naturalbeauty2020
Jul 18, 2016 @ 22:08:05
The most beautiful thing I have read, and don’t forget to check out my blog
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Lindi Roze
Apr 07, 2020 @ 02:27:34
Beautiful! Graphically emotional. It seems over the past few days the Grand Canyon keeps popping up for me on different sites. Similar to how I see it, majestic beauty created naturally by years of extreme wear and tear. Thank you for sharing. Peace be with you.
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