THE BAYOU

Sometimes the water is cold and sometimes it is warm.

Sometimes you can catch fish and sometimes you cannot.

Sometimes the water is real murky and sometimes it is clearer.

Sometimes it flows quickly and sometimes it is as slow as molasses.

Sometimes it beckons you to pause and watch it and sometimes it is just too busy to care if you do.

Sometimes it haunts you with its past and sometimes it gives you hope.

Isnt it like life? . . . . Sometimes.

THE LOSS OF A MOTHER

I long for you mama. I miss you so very much.
The days are long without you.
I keep waiting for your telephone call but it does not come.
I have the beautiful memories but I long for even more.
Hardly a day goes by without someone speaking of you.
You touched many lives in such a blessed way.
You were a true friend to many.
You were a great mama to me.
I was blessed to have a mama like you.
I am what I am because of you and daddy.
I will always remember you as a nurse to the elderly and sick.
I will always remember you as honorable, kind, religious, prayfull, generous, hard working, loving, caring, and compassionate.
Everything I want to be.
I know you are with us spiritually.
I know you are praying for all.
Please send me a sign that you are with us.
I will take care of daddy and keep your home as you would like.
I will never forget the word you told me in the hospital, " Pray ".
I will try to live the life you taught me to live.
Please pray for us as we will pray for you.
I love you mama, always your little boy.