Posted in Let's talk about..., Mister Pop, Snapshots of my life

Just the two of us

Copyright Marie Kléber

Kids love full houses. Voices. And people. And playing. Laughing. Games and big tables. Snacks and treats.

Maybe it’s the hardest part. The one that says, on a daily basis, it’s just the two of us.

Just him and me.

And seeing him missing something. The people. The voices. The fun. The funny part of life. Missing his friends as soon as we are back home. Missing his grand-parents as soon as they are back home.

When I feel down, I feel guilty.

But some days are good. Some days are even great fun. Just the two of us.

But I know he is in need of something more. So we go out. And spend days with family. And we meet people. And I try not to feel blue too often, or at least leave the blues for later. When he is in bed. And I remember the chance we have to be where we are.

We can never be sure to do it right.

We just try our best.

Isn’t it what we all do?

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Posted in Let's talk about..., Snapshots of my life

Rainy days

Copyright Marie Kléber

We can call it a day

You know days. They come and go.

Do we remember each one of them in the vastness of life?

Or do we keep only ones, ones with a difference. Ones with something special. Memories we keep in mind and revisit when we feel like

it’s time to remember something. So other things can make sense.

And when nothing make sense, maybe it’s good to look outside and watch nature unfolding its treasures. Just un front of our eyes.

They say that green is the color of hope. Green is everywhere these days,. Surely, we miss the sun. But rain is giving us this brightness, these colors, so we can breath in the power of nature revealing itself, blooming.

I am like everybody else, I like the warmth of yellow sparks. But I also love the music of the rain, the scent of it, the freshness, I like being in and out, celebrating with nature, watching kids jumping in puddles, with a bright smile on their faces. I love being with people not scared about it. So we can enjoy and feel free together.

Rain is like magical powder that chase away my deepest fears and pains.

How do you feel about rain? Tell me all about it my friends…

Posted in My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

Confusion

Copyright Marie Kléber

My hands are cold
But my heart is warm

Some days

I wonder if I give enough
Enough of what I receive
Buckets of love…

I am not the same as the one I used to be

I wonder if I show it enough
In a way that no one would doubt it

It used to be about others, not me

Now that I count, I matter
I wonder if people feel that they count for me too…