Sunday, March 01, 2009

the empty house



every morning as i pull up my kitchen blinds i am greeted with the empty house across the street.....
once the site of constant activity with gardening, visits from grandchildren, the dog jumping wildly
to each new sound....
now it stands - empty and silent and a cause for great sadness each morning as i remember days, months and years of activity and love we all shared....
now my memory is one of standing at her bedside as Inger slipped away from all of us knowing our world will never be the same.
I miss you Inger......

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I miss her too. We've reconnected with Maureen, Judy and Richard, but still we miss her too. so sorry her home is still empty.

Lynn Howe