Sentimental

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This is a word often associated with romance and marriage. The first one does not last at least not in my case. Too many Exes– so there was never a “Jumping the Broom” stage. When I was young and stupid I used to get all doe eyed sweet but as the years pass reality has set in. Sometimes I do get nostalgic for childhood. No bills. No money worries. Few responsibilities. Very little stress. No crazy bosses, insane co-workers or psychotic jobs! Mom and Dad took care of us and life ran smoothly but once again reality showed up in the form of cancer and the Happy Life went up in smoke.

However let’s indulge the word Sentimental and take a journey down Memory Lane. My parents world of Big Bands, 78s, the Brooklyn Dodgers, transistor radios and a little of my innocent care-free past.

Sentimental Journey

https://youtu.be/gv6gWtCULu4

Patrice Rushen – Forget Me Nots

Finally a song from one of the greatest Female Singers ever. A song that brings tears to my eyes because I still have many faded photographs from Happy times gone by. Miss you much Minnie Riperton. Sooner or later everyone we have ever loved or cherished will leave us leaving on distant untouchable memories.

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DAILYPOST

Apr 20, 2016

DAILY PROMPT

Fog

Foggy Misty morn over Central Park in the ball field

Cloud Mists ~ For Lucy

Mists Cloud your face yet never your smile, laughter, your cheerfulness, your precious spirit. Life moves on but there will always be an empty space where you once stood. You were a sweet and gentle soul. All the world is passing by and I want to shout, Stop! Wait a minute! Don’t you know a melody has ceased playing? A familiar song is now silent? Here I remain stoic yet crying inside wishing I could reach through this veil of tears and take your hand once again.

Remembrance

Though we be in the Autumn of our lives we still beam the Girlish Dreams of Youth. When the cord is cut mid-stream will our dreams be cast into the raging seas…..ashes scattered to the prevailing winds blanketing the Earth like so many strips of confetti after the parade has ended?

Are our dreams lost forever or merely transferred to future generations. When death stills earthly dreams do they take wings and fly towards the Heavens. Do our Ancestors dream of those yet to join them? Are we the living dreaming Lineages cut short who seek a bloodline vessel?

Girlish dreams beckon faded broken bodies. Minds kindled by the flames of youth —- yet the structure could not hold. BOOM!! And ever so slowly and softly one million photographs gently wafted to earth to be gathered by the Memory Gleaners and placed in the gallery of Lost Souls.

Minnie Riperton: “Memory Lane”

http://youtu.be/2-Z2z5a4mQ4

Do Heavenly dwellers have earthly memories? Can Memories transpose the veil? And we, if we be close enough or strong enough then death will hold no obstacle. Essence travels freely no longer bound by fleshly concerns.