Until The Cows Come Home
A valentine from my son34 total reviews
Comment from Mama Baer
Oh, sending so many hugs. I am new here and just now discovered your work. This piece is so beautiful. I absolutely love the line, "I was afraid I would tear the scab off the wound in my heart." I think most readers can relate with loved ones who have gone on. You have a beautiful gift. Thanks for sharing. Sending love of good wishes your way!
reply by the author on 10-Nov-2021
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Oh, sending so many hugs. I am new here and just now discovered your work. This piece is so beautiful. I absolutely love the line, "I was afraid I would tear the scab off the wound in my heart." I think most readers can relate with loved ones who have gone on. You have a beautiful gift. Thanks for sharing. Sending love of good wishes your way!
Comment Written 23-Sep-2021
reply by the author on 10-Nov-2021
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Sorry, it took so long to get back to you. I just recently came back to this site. It was a sad time for me when my son was killed, and writing about it has helped some. I intend to start writing again soon.
Comment from robyn corum
What a good-looking guy he was! I'm sure you were very proud of him. And though you don't tell us how you lost him, any death is hard. I'm sorry you had to go through that, but glad that, after 30-some-odd years, the healing has begun. He would be pleased. God bless!
reply by the author on 29-Jan-2017
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What a good-looking guy he was! I'm sure you were very proud of him. And though you don't tell us how you lost him, any death is hard. I'm sorry you had to go through that, but glad that, after 30-some-odd years, the healing has begun. He would be pleased. God bless!
Comment Written 28-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 29-Jan-2017
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Thank you. He died in a hunting accident. His first-year deer hunting. Time helps, but doesn't eliminate the pain.
Comment from Mary Wakeford
Hi there, this was a tough story to read. I can't imagine having to write it. I do remember Roy's story from way back, reviewing your work.
Again my sympathies. I hesitate to offer suggestions knowing how tough this was for you to write. I offer them reluctantly:
of, Roy meant it as a joke because we were milking cows for a living, but he was also telling me he loved me. --> Roy meant it as a joke because we milked cows for a living; it was his way of telling me he loved me.
This was in the spring of 1985. I recall hanging the drawing on the refrigerator, and it was still there the day he died on November 31, 1985. --> Roy made the drawing on Valentine's Day 1985. It greeted me everyday affixed to the fridge with magnets. Roy died unexpectedly on November 31, less than a year later.
before Valentine's day 2017. It's like --> before Valentine's Day 2017. It's like
One last thing is the date, November 30th is the last day in that month.
Bless you, and I'm sure that was no coincidence. They have a way of letting us know they are near.
reply by the author on 29-Jan-2017
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Hi there, this was a tough story to read. I can't imagine having to write it. I do remember Roy's story from way back, reviewing your work.
Again my sympathies. I hesitate to offer suggestions knowing how tough this was for you to write. I offer them reluctantly:
of, Roy meant it as a joke because we were milking cows for a living, but he was also telling me he loved me. --> Roy meant it as a joke because we milked cows for a living; it was his way of telling me he loved me.
This was in the spring of 1985. I recall hanging the drawing on the refrigerator, and it was still there the day he died on November 31, 1985. --> Roy made the drawing on Valentine's Day 1985. It greeted me everyday affixed to the fridge with magnets. Roy died unexpectedly on November 31, less than a year later.
before Valentine's day 2017. It's like --> before Valentine's Day 2017. It's like
One last thing is the date, November 30th is the last day in that month.
Bless you, and I'm sure that was no coincidence. They have a way of letting us know they are near.
Comment Written 28-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 29-Jan-2017
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Thank you. The accident did happen on November 30th, the last day of hunting season. I will try to edit this now and take some of your suggestions. I haven't gone back and looked at it yet. It was very hard to write.
Comment from closetpoetjester
What a lovely story, well told and a brilliant tribute to your son. What pain this must have been to relive the precious memories. Bitter sweet, I'm sure. You are a brave soul to share you story. Writing can be so cathartic. I also think finding the things again although painful, was needed to help set you free of a heavy weight. I'm sure Roy would not want you to be this way.
Anyhow, a terrific write and some lovely little items that remind you of all his delightful ways. I keep lots of things that my little ones make as they will be lovely reminders of times gone by in years to come when I am in need of nostalgia LOL
Well written.
Cheers P
PS I am very sorry for your loss. Peace be with you. If you feel this is a sign, roll with it! Good luck.
reply by the author on 28-Jan-2017
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What a lovely story, well told and a brilliant tribute to your son. What pain this must have been to relive the precious memories. Bitter sweet, I'm sure. You are a brave soul to share you story. Writing can be so cathartic. I also think finding the things again although painful, was needed to help set you free of a heavy weight. I'm sure Roy would not want you to be this way.
Anyhow, a terrific write and some lovely little items that remind you of all his delightful ways. I keep lots of things that my little ones make as they will be lovely reminders of times gone by in years to come when I am in need of nostalgia LOL
Well written.
Cheers P
PS I am very sorry for your loss. Peace be with you. If you feel this is a sign, roll with it! Good luck.
Comment Written 28-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 28-Jan-2017
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Thank you, my friend. It was an extremely hard story to write but I felt better after I had the crying jag and wrote the story.
Comment from LIJ Red
Excellent entry for a valentine story. My dog, Dog (everybody had one) was old and black, of a similar shape to Dog. He appeared in the yard one day. I didn't see any spags, but I was reading in relaxed mode...
reply by the author on 28-Jan-2017
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Excellent entry for a valentine story. My dog, Dog (everybody had one) was old and black, of a similar shape to Dog. He appeared in the yard one day. I didn't see any spags, but I was reading in relaxed mode...
Comment Written 27-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 28-Jan-2017
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Thank you. There probably are some mistakes because I didn't edit it yet. I need time to catch my breath after writing it. Thanks for the stars and the kind comments.
Comment from Marvin Calloway
What a tearjerker! A nice story. Well written with much emotion.
Who can explain the timing? These things occur pretty often.
Save as many items as you can. If you don't save them, they'll be lost forever.
Thanks for sharing.
Marvin
reply by the author on 28-Jan-2017
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What a tearjerker! A nice story. Well written with much emotion.
Who can explain the timing? These things occur pretty often.
Save as many items as you can. If you don't save them, they'll be lost forever.
Thanks for sharing.
Marvin
Comment Written 27-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 28-Jan-2017
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Thank you, Marvin. I intend to save all the items in the box and will set them around the house now. I think I needed a closure that I never had all these years.
Comment from BeasPeas
I remember you writing a bit about this in the past and I'm so sorry for that terrible loss. I think writing about it is a positive step.
You tackled a big job to get clean out your attic. It's emotionally draining to do that job. I find I can let go of stuff easier when I'm "fresh." As the day wears on and I tire, I go to the "get rid of pile" and start bringing everything back. For me the best way to do it is a little at a time. Sentimental mementos will probably never make it to the "get rid of pile." My kids can do it when I pass. How's that for procrastination?" Marilyn
reply by the author on 28-Jan-2017
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I remember you writing a bit about this in the past and I'm so sorry for that terrible loss. I think writing about it is a positive step.
You tackled a big job to get clean out your attic. It's emotionally draining to do that job. I find I can let go of stuff easier when I'm "fresh." As the day wears on and I tire, I go to the "get rid of pile" and start bringing everything back. For me the best way to do it is a little at a time. Sentimental mementos will probably never make it to the "get rid of pile." My kids can do it when I pass. How's that for procrastination?" Marilyn
Comment Written 27-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 28-Jan-2017
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Thanks, Bea. You're probably right, I like your idea. However, I have no other children to give these items to. I do have some favorite nieces and nephews, though.
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Blessings on you. I enjoyed your wonderful non-fiction. Marilyn
Comment from Fridayauthor
This is a poignant Valentine story that moves nicely to a conclusion that is obviously very special to you. Well done.
We have all had painful memories brought back, and wounds reopened. You worded this posting especially well.
Thank you.
reply by the author on 27-Jan-2017
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This is a poignant Valentine story that moves nicely to a conclusion that is obviously very special to you. Well done.
We have all had painful memories brought back, and wounds reopened. You worded this posting especially well.
Thank you.
Comment Written 27-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 27-Jan-2017
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Thank you, my friend. I almost didn't write the story, it was very hard to do so. I had the strangest feeling that Roy would want me to post the story so I did.
Comment from giraffmang
Hi there,
They say stranger things happen at sea, but not often. Who knows why these things surface when they do... they juts do. A good write, emotional and touching.
All the best
GMG
reply by the author on 26-Jan-2017
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Hi there,
They say stranger things happen at sea, but not often. Who knows why these things surface when they do... they juts do. A good write, emotional and touching.
All the best
GMG
Comment Written 26-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 26-Jan-2017
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Thank you. I wasn't going to write this story, but I had the strangest feeling that Roy wanted me to. What do you think?
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I do think that thing happen for reasons and that timing can be the universes way of showing/telling us things.
Comment from Mabaker
How lovely and sad. Death is such an awful partener to life and losing one's child must so horrible. Some people are plagued by death. Parents then a child or more. Pets that have been so loved. Frinds they are all tearing away little pieces of our hearts. May you gain a measure of peace. Regards Mabaker.
reply by the author on 26-Jan-2017
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How lovely and sad. Death is such an awful partener to life and losing one's child must so horrible. Some people are plagued by death. Parents then a child or more. Pets that have been so loved. Frinds they are all tearing away little pieces of our hearts. May you gain a measure of peace. Regards Mabaker.
Comment Written 26-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 26-Jan-2017
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Thank you. Yes, each death of a loved one leaves a hole in one's heart that can never be repaired. Thanks for readingand commenting.