Happy 32th Birthday Michael!

You are Beyond gracious

Dimples always beaming

That fat grin who welcomes anyone

Even ate my horrible chicken

Can do anything you set your mind to

Beyond talented

There is nothing you cannot do

The tap tap tap of redundant noise

I could’ve done without but….

I secretly missed it when it was gone

Your head back laughter is life changing

The day my dad died and you hugged Halle and I so tightly and then… the rest

Whom I loved and fell. You were there prayed without ceasing

You never stopped loving me even with my mouth like a sailor

You were there to help me to the bathroom on my second abdominal surgery- petrified that you may have to help me up off the toilet.

You were there for the braces for broken feet, hands, & fingers.

Every morning you stormed the sanctuary and prayed for this crazy family who fell head over heels in love with you & called you son.

I believe in your destiny

I believe you are the most incredible man I’ve ever met

I believe there is NOTHING you can’t do

Especially when you put your mind to it

You could be bitter due to hard things

But you’re not

You’re beaming and joyful

You give me hope

Hope in humanity

Hope in love

Hope in God

Hope in dreams & prayers come true

And the realization that love transcends to anyone… you just have to open up and believe in a man more than sometimes he wanted to believe in himself.

Michael I love you, I will always love you

You will forever be my son

Proud beyond measure of you

Keep dreaming your most wildest dreams

And making them come true

Happy Birthday! I love you


But There Should Be

Truly let go?

Stop thinking of us?

Fill a void

That can only be filled

With one

The one?

Find your happy

Find your peace

I was honest



But Impatience


Became more

Than understanding

Healing needs to occur

It’s not rejection

Of my love

It’s a pause

For me to love me

In my now

20 years of lost

Can’t be erased

Right away

Patterns need to be




Needs to be


To be better for us

Your eyes

Betrayed your truth

Maybe I should

Feel rejected too

Oh wait…

I do

Why are good-byes

So hard?

Will I ever be whole?

I think so

One day at a time

I can

And I will

When I am ready

In the meantime

I’ll cry, feel & be

Whatever that is

For me, in my now- maybe secretly

Where is hope in

And grace for the other?

Apparently there is not

But there should be