
Family and friends are a wonderful blessing at times like this, and you are all included in that group. The outpouring of support and warm feelings I've received from you has made me smile . . . and okay, cry a little (but in a good way).
Thank you.

And this one came from Nancy. Also with my mom's stuff.
“Perfection Wasted”
by John Updike
And another regrettable thing about death
is the ceasing of your own brand of magic,
which took a whole life to develop and market –
the quips, the witticisms, the slant
adjusted to a few, those loved ones nearest
to the lip of the stage, their soft faces blanched
in the footlight glow, their laughter close to tears,
their tears confused with their diamond earrings,
their warm pooled breath in and out with your heartbeat,
their response and your performance twinned.
The jokes over the phone. The memories packed
in the rapid-access file. The whole act.
Who will do it again? That’s it; no one;
imitators and descendants aren’t the same.
XO
you've graced us all with so many beautiful images... and now one of words... just as vibrant with color and touch as your photographs. I think i'll memorize yours...
ReplyDeleteyour friend... your student (i learn so much from you - thank you dear friend)
big hugs
Beautiful words to keep in your heart. xox Corrine
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful photo of your Mother, Leslie!
ReplyDeleteYou wrote lovely words and the poems are beautiful too.
Big hugs.
Leslie:
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry about your mother and I am also saddened with your loss
and it's okay to cry, I shed a tear for you too
bob
Wet Coast Scootin
Incredibly touching.
ReplyDeleteDear Leslie, the beauty of these words fill me.
ReplyDeleteAnd again and again, your stories of Atticus and Kiran make me see the wondrous love you have in your life.
AND your words and art works in Creative Wildfire are Incredible!!!
roxanne