Those old love letters are faded now and the 'I love you's are all said and done. The house is lonely for no more snoring in my ear...lord I'd love to hear it just one more time. I drink my coffee alone and I stand alone as time wraps it's arms around me. I miss my littles who picked flowers and weeds to bring to me and while I was holding my hands out they grew up and flew away. I miss working and my friends but like me they are alone and some have left us. I miss working together with my husband and sometimes just sitting together. I miss calling my mama and hearing her say she didn't go to bed til midnight knowing that she fell asleep at eight on the couch. I miss her worrying over me like I was a little child. I was still her 'baby'.I miss my dad drinking coffee and saucering it and telling me some big story. He told them well. I miss my sense of peace in the old days, the little churches that I loved, the old ladies in their feedsack dresses. I miss granny and her old hands brushing my hair so tenderly. I miss them all. I miss those days gone by with the swiftness of a sure footed gazelle, leaving me with a lonely heart full of memories.
~ Written by: Shirley Noe Swiesz
Source: Facebook - Journey of a mountain woman
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