Tag Archives: gratitude

The fallow to the harrow/Let me cry

Posted on February 28, 2016 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

I’ve used this face before. It is the careworn defiance face, a self-portrait of the wife of the patient, taken mid-December 2011.  Mark and I had been through hell, and we were so tired. If we’d known how few rivers we … Continue reading →

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Ellie-gy

Posted on February 8, 2016 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

[Update 2/10/2016: Ellie Oben passed away yesterday. At her request, in lieu of flowers, donations may be made to a college fund for her 6-year-old son: Ellie’s Legacy: Jalen]  .  . A week ago, my friend and teacher Ellie, who’s been … Continue reading →

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Two-Percenters/Finn (again)

Posted on November 29, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

“…and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent…” Finn Butler This week, my sister … Continue reading →

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Exploding St. Paul

Posted on November 21, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

  I just found out that St. Paul Hospital is coming down. The implosion is set for 8 a.m. tomorrow.  My son wants to drive into Dallas and watch it fall. I’m on the fence. Mark died at St. Paul. … Continue reading →

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Theatre(er)

Posted on April 24, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

I. somewhere under all this not me beyond all the stalling stammering sputtering half-started never-finished stuff is me the weighted blanketed disappeared me the girl in the snowball bush dirt floor and a broomweed broom making up stories peeking through … Continue reading →

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On the empty next

Posted on April 18, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

I have no idea how this turned into this and then became this I don’t know what my life will look like in a few short months when the boys head off to college. I don’t remember what it’s like to … Continue reading →

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Champagne/real pain

Posted on November 7, 2014 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

And what to do with this? The champagne that I’d bought to celebrate the end of treatments and Mark’s victory over cancer. Representative of failure, a moment in the grocery store and my sudden, half-assed attempt to rouse his spirits … Continue reading →

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Griefbabies

Posted on July 20, 2014 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

One week and one day ago, the boys and I lost a very good friend. One of my best friends lost her husband. A car accident took him instantly. Jerry was here, and then he was gone. Not a week … Continue reading →

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22 March 2014

Posted on March 22, 2014 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

. . Mark Allen Daves January 27, 1964 – March 22, 2012 . . make it count move through the day in love laugh hard show mercy (who doesn’t deserve it) call your mama and daddy move through the day … Continue reading →

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The Gift Giver

Posted on December 8, 2012 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

She gave us peace Peace and light and openness Open window open curtains drawing in An invitation to breathe deeply in this space She gave me nativity and a new focus and even joy She left lightness in this space . … Continue reading →

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