December at McClendon Villa: Day 15


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A plot of earth to call my own,
Dig my fingers into the dirt,
Watch a beautiful flower grow,
Is something I will never own.
Tucked away, hidden from the hurt,
A four by eight is all I’ll know.

©15 December 2016 Suzanne G. McClendon

About Suzanne Gunter McClendon

I am a South Carolina native, but have been living on the Texas Gulf Coast for 14 years now. David and I have been married for 34 years. Our children are grown. Some are here at home, others are out in the big world doing their "thing". I enjoy genealogy, reading, writing, photography, digital art, fiber arts, cooking and much, much more.
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10 Responses to December at McClendon Villa: Day 15

  1. Vanessence says:

    Wow, that is very intense!

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    • Thank you, Vanessa. I am dealing with some very intense emotions right now and don’t quite know what to do with them. Grief is a weird thing. It has one raging and crying at the same time, and so confused one doesn’t really know which way to turn.
      Have a blessed weekend and a very Merry Christmas. 🙂

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      • Vanessence says:

        I’m so sorry sweetie. I’ve been really struggling to keep up with blogs lately and didn’t realize you were going through some difficult times. 😦 Please forgive me!

        Yes, grief is a weird thing. Sometimes it’s like you have it all under control (the emotions) and then it jumps up and hits you in the face when you least expect it. I used to think that grief was something you “got through,” but I have come to realize that no, it’s something that becomes part of you, it’s just more demanding on some occasions than others, even years later.

        I will be praying for you, that you find the comfort and strength you need to handle this beastie. If there’s anything else I can do, please drop me an email. hugs

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        • Thank you, Vanessa. December is a difficult month on its own, thinking about my daddy. But, Monday I got diagnosed with cataracts in both eyes and am trying to process all of that and what it could mean for my/our future, especially if we can’t raise the money for the surgery. There are just so many things hitting at once that I almost feel like I will explode.
          You have nothing to be sorry for at all. I understand struggling to keep up. Lives are busy, stuff happens. You’re good. 🙂 I appreciate the prayers very much. They are the only way we’re going to get through this current challenge. Hugs back to you and if there’s anything I can do for you, please let me know. ❤ Have a blessed weekend and a very Merry Christmas!

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          • Vanessence says:

            Sometimes the waves that hit us seem overwhelming, don’t they? I’m sorry things seem to be going that way for you right now. I know it’s of small comfort, but this too shall pass. I will be praying they pass sooner rather than later! hugs

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          • I’m definitely all for sooner! I’m about ready to explode as it is. Thanks for your comforting words. I hope that you have a blessed week and a very Merry Christmas. 🙂 ❤


  2. kiwinana says:

    Sorry to hear you are going through troubling times, I guessed there was something wrong a while ago by your writing. Try to stay strong.
    Blessings and may your weekend be perfect, free from stress.

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    • Thank you, Elsie. I appreciate this very much. I am trying, but since Monday’s diagnosis, it is taking all I have not to spend all day crying. It will be okay, though. One way or the other, it will be okay. I don’t need to be able to see to compose poetry. Who knows, maybe this will cause even more to be written.
      How are you doing? You’re in my prayers. I hope that you have a blessed, perfect weekend, too.

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  3. David E. McClendon Sr. says:

    I am here for you. I love you. Zing! Zing!

    Liked by 1 person

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