I awakened after a night of restless dreams to a sweet text message from one of my late son Steve’s high school friends. He always adored Jo and they participated in theater arts together…he truly loved her for her beautiful heart.
I have a some sweet special friendships with many of his friends from high school and am happy to report that it is a positive result from FaceBook. Social media can have some positive benefits .
My sons had a wild and wacky relationship growing up. They often fought like siblings can do, but would defend each other like knights, against the dragons of the outside world!
I miss my oldest boy and know his brother, Mike, does too!
So thank you, dear “JoJo” Daly-Di Nova, for this morning surprise picture from your ten year reunion. Love those beautiful smiles!
© Nancilynn Saylor 16 February 2017
Such a nice surprise!
Flowers from the house next door,
Happier new year!
Thank you, Amanda!
Nancilynn Saylor January 5, 2017
While working last week, my friend and I heard a thump
on the plate glass picture window of the shop…
I had a sickening feeling in my stomach
because I’ve heard such thumps
I sighed as I went to the door and looked out.
A small bird lay, stunned, below on the sidewalk.
Rushing over, I stooped and gathered her up in my hand.
She was a tiny, immature female Cardinal.
My very favorite bird- more admired and revered even above an Eagle.
They often appear to me and remind me of loved ones who are gone.
I took the tiny creature inside. Her neck wobbled too freely.
My friend held her as
I reached for a small box to set her in.
In my heart
I wanted her to just be stunned. My brain
Her feathers were as soft as kitten fur.
Before I could turn back
her spirit slipped away.
photo from Pintrest of immature female Cardinal
gods as companions
we were never so
as a species…
to hold up our end
Companions were sent:
Nothing took hold- until arrived
In our most lame moments,
dogs like! Gilligan, he
Of snaggled tooth and curly, beige hair!
He, who wondered why
I thought I was in charge-,
he knew differently.
He stayed for seventeen years
and herded me,
Wherever I was supposed
And, upon my arriving at the place,
He lay beneath my feet
and breathed his last…
I scarcely lived through the next five days
before getting another rescue
no one else
I could not bear to walk in the door
of a house that had no dog!
you or me?
What a mess you were
scarred from repeated foiled escapes
you, looking just like Toto
clicked my heels
and you were home.
Tomorrow makes a week
that you too, are gone
Seventeen years- twelve by my side!
Oh my dog, my dog
you have forsaken me.
My heart still cannot take a breath
It is before first light, I make
my way through the house without
piercing the veil of solitude.
Through the one window open
somewhere, the chirping of a toad
Echoes here to this spot
where I sit reflecting on seasons.
a dear, sweet friend breathed his last
hard breath on earth &
transitioned to another plain.
My saddened heart,
Joined countless others,
broken by his passing.
His journey and suffering here
I will miss his smiles.
© Nancilynn Saylor
Crack open a heart &
Compassion oozes outward &
Love spreads far and wide.
© Nancilynn Saylor 2016
Image courtesy of fayjaa
we met for lunch at noon
a nagging pain in my back
outdoors, the hot July sun would bake us
and everyone else…
so we are
off on an indoor adventure
will have to wait
Or so I thought…
Fabulous lunch with excellent company
quick trip to ladies room and we would be
on our way!
The quick trip
ended up with me, sprawled on the ground.
Stepped off poorly designed gravel sidewalk
outside the resturant,
and went flying…
Knee hurting, foot hurting
pride-not really. I am used to it…
This did not deter either of us…
as shown by smiling faces at end of the afternoon.
© Nancilynn Saylor 2016
Photo of my cute friend who tried to break my fall!