A Blog by Adrienne Wallace

The year of a Tsunami A father lost A love found A southern twang Freckles or moles A white sun dress Cake made by hand Mind over matter A bite or a kiss Bite when you kiss Apple scrapple Pizza in the bedroom A movie we didn't watch Ice in July Journal of Truths La Perla An old t-shirt Baked chicken delivery The scent of an oil A poem written for you Count to 100 The alphabet No your name That was my name Do it again A trip promised to red dirt Church white shoes with elastic Reversible suit Laughter that hurts Mind over matter A whisper, " Don't move" Music Anytime Out of office at noon Fireplace lit Fire escape waits Liking and "I care" Take 12 to 20 Where are you going? You can't leave me. Tears too full before No tears after A dream deferred Ego,fear, stop Regrets On the edge Kept on reserve For You No anger A fevered heart No beat to feel A Prayer for you Vivid memory Failed mail God the comedian Come back to me Stake your claim Written , lived a...

A dear loved one of mine had spent a late and cold evening telling me about what people were not doing for him and how he was not doing what he wanted to do in terms of work and his personal life. He "hates" living where he lives and not having a car and complained that the family did not get together as much since his mother passed and so many other things. I listened intently. I was listening because I love this person and also because I was telling myself that his echo of grace would soon come from all the words of his experience. His pain deserved to be put down and at this time there was nothing more important than that. It would soon come. He talked about work and job opportunities that he thought would come through for him and he blamed everyone outside of himself for the opportunities not working out for him; him not getting a job, respect, etc. It was all about him. I respectfully tried to make it clear to him that we sometimes get whatever it is that we are putt...