I think that most people know that I was divorced after 30 years of marriage, and remarried to the

to the same man after a 4 year period.  'Tis the season of remembering......I played this song to my husband on my guitar at our daughter's wedding.  Our own re-wedding was 1 year later. 

The Promise by Tracy Chapman, Copyright 1994

"If you wait for me, then I'll come for you.  Although I've travelled far, I always hold a place for you in my heart.  If you think of me.  If you miss me once in awhile, then I'll return to you.  I'll return and fill that space in your heart.  Remembering your touch, your kiss, your warm embrace, I'll find my way back to you if you'll be waiting. 

If you dream of me like I dream of you.  In a place that's warm and dark, in a place where I can feel the beating of your hear.  Remembering your touch, your kiss, your warm embrace, I'll find my way back to you if you'll be waiting.  I've longed for you and I have desidred to see your face, your smile.  To be with you wherever you are. Remembering your touch, your kiss, your warm embrace, I'll find find my way back to you.  Please say you'll be waiting.  Together again, it would feel so good to be in your arms where all my journeys end.  If you can make a promise.  If it's one that you can keep, I vow to come for if you wait for me and say you'll hold a place for me in your heart.

To a very dear child who is suffering:

THE LIGHT OF LIFE by Sandy K_____

The stars scattered across the sky, stand clear and brilliant.  The night air stings my face.  The wind gently shifts through the trees, a sad sighing sound.  Rustling branches, it questions my passing.  "Who are you?  What rights have you here?"  My answer is whispered, as if to myself, "I am myself.  I am because I must be.  I can think of no right."

A foreboding silence bears down on me, it's emptiness stark.  "I come, not to harm but to listen and learn.  I wish no disturbance; only solitude."  A hurried rustling of leaves assails my ears.  The wind seems to shout..."What is this?  She is different.  Speak!  Say what you will."

I raise my eyes up to contemplate the gently swaying trees.  Their power impresses me.  My questions unfold.  "How are the trees strong and tall.  The stand in the elements of winter and summer.  They are steadfast and sturdy.  How can the great tree give way to the wind?  While I, weak and small, stand steady and stand still in this mere breeze?"

The night sounds diminish as the wind ponders my query.  With a shudder of decision, the wind send it's answer.  "My child, look more closely.  Examine the trees carefully.  When you are finished, compare them to yourself."

I turn this over and over.  I study the trees and think.  I stand, staring up through the obscure darkness.  I kow what to say.  I think I can answer.  But try as I might, I cannot speak.

The wind whistles sharply to get my attention.  "My daughter, listen! Stop your mind and answer.  Hear us!  It is true, they are tall and abudnatly strong.  But man, in his weakness, is exceptionally strong.  He destroys the trees with axes and saws.  You are not insignificant in strength or mind.  Perhaps short in foresight.  Berate not yourself.  You listen and learn what some cannot.  You are far more advanced than those with closed minds.  Yet you fight and stand steady, not giving at all.  Thus it is with all that you do.  You will not give way.  Stand straight and stiff, and risk being broken.  Bend down too much, and you surely are gone.  The tree, to stand rigid, would break in two parts.  So they bend, to give way to the varying wind."

The wind dies away; the spell is broken.  I turn to walk home, then look back at the trees.  They stand swaying gently, as though waving goodbye.

Now I dug thru some of my old writings:

YESTERDAY IS GONE by Sandy K______

Yesterday is gone without regret

I will leave it to rest in peace

Today is here to be lived for itself

I will accept it to lead to tomorrow

You have given to me a reason to be

A way to exist and to resist the past

If I look forward to tomorrow instead of backward into yesterday

There will be time enough later to look back on things I've done

Happy about them when I know I've done them looking foward

Thus they will be done better and I will be satisfied

A DAY IN HELL by Sandy K_____ (wrote this when I was very ill)

A day ago, I sat in Hell

lived in darkness

heard death's knell

A day ago, I had no life

saw no future

all was strife

A day ago there was no hope

no existence

no way to cope

But that was a day ago

life has changed most drastically

I have found a major goal

Heaven waited for me