I Say, I Miss...

I miss my Honorable Daughter Nicole, who lives in a land very far and away. I love you dear one and no matter your age, you are and will always be my baby girl. I Promise. Oh, I have not deleted the texts I sent to you while you were boarding the plane. God, my heart will never ever forget the anguish I witnessed your Mom and sister go through. I so wanted to cry out loud! I man'ed up for you sweety. I also felt this anguish in my heart and mind. Your photographs are here near by so all I have to do is look up or look to my left...

...or look from with-in.

I miss my Mom and Dad...

...as I miss my little brother David. I miss my Grandpa Roy.

I miss my dear friend, Old-Kindred-Spirit. Some too time has passed since we last spoke. I pray all is well. I also miss my Medicine Woman, who lives up the highway a piece. Stewie, She-Who-Shared-Healing-With-Me, I miss you. Why yes, Stewie, I miss you much!

...I miss She-Who-Lives-With-The-Cherokee, up that way in the Georgia - North Carolina border. The Smokies are absolutly brilliant this time of year. I miss Cherokee! Too much time and too long ago was my last visit.

I miss my Abuela Mimi and my Abuelo Luis, my dearest Great Grand Parents. I miss my cousin John Michael. I miss my cousin Armando. I miss my Aunt Helen and Aunt Reba and their stories of generations come and gone, the Cherokee's and stories of the Trail of Tears and what it was like to live in these beautiful mountains. No plumbing, no tap, no electricity, and folks, this was up into the 1970's! Oh, and how I miss Mom's fantastic stories too. My Uncle Roy, is the last connection to our Cherokee heritage. Well, other than that brilliant blood flowing through my veins.

I miss my Relations in South Miami, Miami Lakes, Boca Raton, Miramar, Davie, Sarasota, and Key West. My dear Neice, She-Who-Keeps-The-Smile and her beautiful children. Holla, Nephew! 1017'er coming up! You all are very sorely missed. I also miss my Relations in Tennessee, Ohio, North Carolina, Kentucky, and them Who Live In The Swamps of Louisana. My heart yearns for your hugs...and a sip of that fine Moon Shine.

I miss The Everglades with emotion. My brothers and I would spend days out and about the entire Everglades system. On foot, on motor boat or canoe.

I miss ALL of those who are/were fellow Partners of mine at Starbucks Coffee Company...so many who became friends and remain same. So many who taught me lessons that I will carry the remainder of my days. I miss the Starbucks Coffee Company! I miss Starbucks Coffee. I still remember my Partner number too, this is how much I loved this job.

I miss being able to jump in my P.T. Cruiser and hitting the high-ways and by-way's of this beautiful State of Florida. My Home State of Florida. Damn it, I miss driving! Am not permitted due to the Meniere's Disease and the vertigo attacks that stike me on a rather regular basis.

I miss being able to walk without the aid of a four-legged cane or walker.

I miss not being able to run.

I miss my friend Who Lives Amongst The Creek and Cherokee. So many years - so many decades have passed since we were last in each others company. My Life Long friend from an Island far, far away. If only you knew...

I miss my friends who are the French Canadians. My heart beats with your blood...

I miss my Abuela Mary. She's alive and 91 years of age. But our visits are rare and uncommon. There was a time in my life when she was the most important WOman in the world to me. My dearest Abuela, I love you still!

I miss having two ears with which to listen with. I lament the loss of stereo. The capability of listening to one speak with-out any issues.

I miss Life as I knew it not long ago. Shit happens!

Things change with the passing of the clock...

...tick-tock, tick-tock, Life Fly's right on time...tick-tock, tick-tock.