Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer
Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer
Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer

Archive for April 2017

Poem, “Grandchild” or “Unrequested Hugs”

Unrequested hugs, especially when I am body slammed at a full run (she is almost two years old), with pure enthusiasm and mischief, prompted this:   Grandchild   Grandchild who are you That can make joy spread and vibrate In each cell that is my body   How do your eyes The faces you make…

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Poem “It Began With Sun beams”

It Began with Sunbeams   Lying in my bed Early morning Sunbeams on my face Sensing your presence Telling me it’s time To greet a new day Birds singing here a gleeful, there a melancholy tone Melodic mentions of sound intentions Some staccato Some lyrical Nature’s orchestra plays on luring my heart strings to be…

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Poem, “Encouragement”

A quote I found on Bernie Siegel’s website that spoke to my heart.  For all the teachers (formal and informal) in my life Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I may not forgive you. Encourage me, and I will not forget you.…

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Poem “Spring Showers From My Eyes”

Spring Showers From My Eyes…. maybe it means I am starting a new phase of living on this earth, rising from the ashes trying to find what I am worth. as does the phoenix, that emerges from the fire, choking and with tearing eyes as it struggles to inspire. if I have learned anything in…

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Dear Cancer

Dear cancer, I am not sure I really I want to talk to you. You took my Emilee, almost three months ago. Before that, you took my mom, with uterine cancer, 16 years ago. And Emilee’s friend who lived with breast cancer for five years, one of my brother’s friends when he was 25, it…

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Poem “Panic Wave”

Panic Wave when dread of the unknown gets a grip and panic washes over: scared stomach tightens whole body tenses anxiety heightens breathing shallow difficult to take a deep breath start to panic breathing faster can’t get out of my skin no escaping thoughts of doom and shame all sense of self-esteem and confidence shrinking…

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Poem “Eleven Lines”

you live in my heart my heart that beats 86,400 times a day and with each beat of my heart the resonance of your memory pulses pulses through me to share love to touch other’s hearts so they too can feel your love that is still alive I hear you in the wind I feel…

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Cooking Class, Voices In My Head

I need to talk about the cooking class. It seemed like such a simple thing to do, register for a cooking class. Ten minutes away in a nearby town, it was close by and convenient. I registered about ten days ahead of time, put it in my phone calendar, and let it slip into my…

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Yelling Into The Phone Can Be Cathartic

Yelling into the phone can be cathartic I was so involved in trying to find a therapist…I got excited when I found someone that sounds good on paper, and wrote her a brief… a brief…..ahem….synopsis of my current neural map…now to a lay person, that may be bizarre…hopefully she is used to reading convoluted hieroglyphic…

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Solitude and Gratitude, Continuing to Process Grief

Solitude and Gratitude I am used to talking to myself these days. When my wife WAS alive, she would often tell me I talked more to myself than I did to her. So I am used to talking to myself. There is a problem with that, however. I need interaction. My own voice just bouncing…

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