Let Us...

Let us…

Let us, on this day, let go.

Enough now.
Enough pain.
Enough loss.

Lay your head here on my chest
Take a deep breath
Breathe me in.


Let us remember how we began.
Let us remember those first days.
Your chilly house,
Your cozy bed.
My stuff, army bags full of books,
My heart, open, ready, yours.

Let us, on this day, let go.
Our disappointments.
Our frustrations.
Our dreams not realized.

The way the doctor’s shoulders fell with a sigh,"There is no heartbeat."

The house by the stream, in the valley, mockingbirds flying above.


The way Lummi dies in our arms, a pup with us from the beginning.



The way your mom fights so fiercely, and loses so quickly.



Let us, on this day, let go.



In a place far away they wait. They wait to know who we are. They wait for us to come.
We wait too. We wait to know who they are. We wait to know what they will need.

We wait.

What they need is our strength.

What they need is the feeling we had on our first New Mexico day…

Everything is possible.
There is love.
There is family.
There is joy.

Let us, on this day, let go.

Let us, on this day, begin.