The Narrow Gate

Yesterday I saw Melanie off on her way back to Michigan.  I pondered life and relationships while driving back to the Golden Triangle.  Imagine my surprise when I sat for Mass yesterday evening and the homily was on our relationship with God.  I will wake each morning and strive to enter through the narrow gate where my heart meets God's love.  

Speak To Me...I'm Listening

While sitting outside this evening, I watched the approaching dusk and listened to the rumble of thunder in the distance.  A Blue Jay landed in the Oak tree above me, looked my way and began chirping like he had an important message to deliver.  I exhaled cigar smoke, looked directly at the Blue Jay who appeared to return my stare and l said speak to me...I'm listening.  The Blue Jay sang his song, gave me one last glance and flew away.  I thought about the encounter, finished my cigar and said speak to me...I'm listening...still.  

20 Days

Summer doesn't officially end until September 22nd but the Summer as I know it is almost over.  The circled date on the calendar that I don't like to look at is beginning to draw closer and closer.  Damn you calendar hanging on the wall.  I see you out of the corner of my eye when I enter the room.  You are forcing me to see the end of this time aren't you?
 Melanie will be returning to her mom and her friends in Michigan on August 21st.  My abbreviated summer which began in June with her arrival is quickly drawing to the end.  The time has flown by.  I have tried unsuccessfully to slow the movement of time by sheer will.  I must prepare for the heartbreak as she walks down the Jetway again and we begin our time apart again.
Damn time apart.
Damn it only 20 days left.