Cousin's Night at the Fellabar

Somebody - turn on the lights!!! Why is it so dark in here???





Kara smiles, while Karen hopes that if she closes her eyes she won't be in the picture!





Katie and Pat share a brother-sister moment.







Playing Taboo, after a rough start with Family Fued... only because the DVD player gave us problems...not because of the family part!!











Terry's still trying to make that DVD player work!!!





Happy Birthday to Pat, with Laurel and Jennie eyeing the cake....






Becky and her victorian shirt with Russ dancing to Barry White.

I Know (I'm Losing You)

Have you ever touched your father's back?

No, my fingers tell me, as they try to pull up a similar memory.

There are none.

This is a place we have never traveled to, as I try to lift his weary body.

I recall a photo of him standing in front of our house.

He is large, healthy, a stocky body in a dark blue suit.

O, bag of bones, this is all I'll know of his body,

the sharp ridge of spine,

the bedsores, the ribs rising up in place like new islands.

I feel his fingers grip my shoulders.

He is slipping to dust.

My hands inform me.

You'd better remember this.

A Cut Finger

A CUT FINGER

A cut finger is numb before it bleeds

it bleeds before it hurts

it hurts until it begins to heal

it forms a scab and itches

until finally, the scab is gone

and a small scar is left

where once there was a wound.

Grief is the deepest wound

you ever had.

Like a cut finger

it goes through stages

and leaves a scar.

~~ Author Unknown ~~