|Chasing Recollection|

Chasing Recollection
I had a mother. Sometimes I can’t remember her looks

To spark my brain, I look thru her bins of Polaroids and unfinished photo-books

Her smile presents flashes of times, distorted, but shared

Slender hands, big laugh and coiled dark hair

Time passes, my eyes close, and her face leaves again

In darkness, I see her nose, more distinct now than it was then.

Large, to the point of cartoonish, I know it’s only in my mind’s eye.

It’s shiny, sharp, and Latin and death-defyingly high.

My brain forgets a face, but remembers a nose that stands tall.

 I’d rather have this piece of her than nothing at all.

Now, hope clings tight for memories to come.

What’s next to find? An eyebrow? A thumb?

Any reminder of her presence will satisfy me now.

Until the ache of loss is overcome by all the joy the universe will allow.

I have a mother and she has me too.

Time steals memories, but Angels can make them new.

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Post-College Life…

….Or as I like to call it,”Explore unique Hobbies” time!

DO THIS: (1) drink cranberry juice with whipped cream and Oreo crumbs sprinkled on top*

(2) Watch “The Big Comfy Couch” in the dark at 2:00 am

(3) Prepare to feel like a CHAMPION.

Should I be worried or proud that Microsoft Paint is the second most opened software on my computer?

*Drink with your pinky raised. It won’t work if your pinky is not raised. trust me.

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Seriously though. waiting sucks. I have SO much time until my *departure* date (Peace Corps). I think the antsy-ness I’m feeling is making me a little bit cray-cray. So, I’m going to fill in that time by volunteering, learning to play the ukulele (two years after I bought the uke), and applying to a sh*t ton of paid AND unpaid internships, cause I have standards (HAHA).

Get on my level of fancy -Mani