Tag Archives: Death

Doctor’s Visit

She hadn’t been to the doctor in years, Preferring the natural way. She looked him straight in the eyes and said, I’m just fine with surgery. You’ve waited too long, I’m sorry to say. Nothing can be done. You may … Continue reading

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Drinking the Kool-Aid

Is this the same bottle that Andy drank from? ‘It is’, she replied. I don’t think I can do it. He closed the garage door prematurely. Growing up, the girls never knew their dad.

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Smoke Fills the Air

Smoke fills the air.  Filling my lungs. I am only a child. A child wanting to breathe fresh air. Yet living in a perpetual haze. I didn’t want the perks of your addiction. I had no choice.  I had no … Continue reading

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A Second Chance

My mother’s death, allowed for my rebirth. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2017

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Memories

It’s been almost a year. Seems more like a lifetime. There was no funeral. No tears, or laughter. Only silence. And a small, but steady, hurrah. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2016

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An Understanding

I guess I might have a chip on my shoulder too, if my father put a gun to his head on my eleventh birthday. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2016

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When is it Enough?

What is my part in this big wide world?  How do I balance my health, my relationships, and my passions, with my part in making this planet a more peaceful place?  I can live my life small, doing my own … Continue reading

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Untitled Thoughts

I think of Marilyn and the visitation. I think of LaGondola. Of fresh ham and cheese sandwiches. Of homemade Italian bread still warm out of the oven. I think of Carla.  Of Cameron and the funeral.  Brett as an active … Continue reading

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Sunny Morning Ramblings (stream of consciousness flow)

Today is the day!  I’m back!  I had a delicious slumber all through the night and into the morning.  I am still in bed.  Too comfy to be anyplace else.  I have been cruising my dating site.  My compulsion has … Continue reading

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Lying There

He looked like an Auschwitz victim. Like a tiny helpless baby bird. I wanted to cradle him in my arms, But fed him ice chips instead. It’s what he preferred. He looked into my eyes Just moments before he died. … Continue reading

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