PAT DURMON, POET
December 30, 2019
Here is a girl who presses upward to the sky while climbing a tree to hang shiny ornaments. I watch through the window.
She came to our house on Christmas Day, so she’d not been here for the hanging of the greens. Now she makes up for that loss.
She is a woodpecker climb...
December 23, 2019
I am listening to Christmas music. Why? To get myself more and more awake to the true meaning of Christmas.
Maybe I’m trying to counter what the stores (on-line and downtown) say—that things under a tree will make people happy.
I totally bought into what the...
December 16, 2019
God is in front of us like a boulder in the middle of the highway. Do I usually see and recognize His plan? No, I do not.
My husband and I try to schedule quarterly appointments with different doctors at the same hour in the same clinic.
First, we are escorted to a waiti...
December 9, 2019
Have you noticed that sunsets never last long enough? The sun sighs, changes, fades, then it’s gone.
It’s December 5th. I’m headed out the door to get a haircut at an odd time. My hairdresser added me to the end of her day. I step off the porch and note the sunset.
December 2, 2019
Some of us do this thing when life is hard and there’s nothing we can do about it.
For whatever it’s worth, I, Pat Durmon and retired mental health counselor, give you permission to sigh.
It’s just another way of grieving.
And sometimes, there simply are no words to cover...
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