
I’m reminded by my phone that it’s time for a new post to my blog. I’m never really sure what to write. I want to share my thoughts, and hopefully cause some kind of change, inspiration or improvement in the lives of others. I decide to try to find something I’ve written in the past. Sifting through papers, trying to find something appropriate, I stumble upon poems and lyrics to songs I wrote when my son died, which is appropriate since tomorrow is the 18 year anniversary of his passing. The songs and poems were written to cleanse my aching heart. I’m always surprised by some of the writings. I don’t recall writing most of them. I was in a fog, but they are a window into my soul at that unbelievably difficult time. Writing was a cathartic process that helped me cope.
Not a day goes by where I don’t think of him. As I created a short tribute to him, I was saddened by the reality that the majority of pictures I have are from when he was little; and the reminder that there will never be pictures of him past the age of 24.
“I’ll See You Over the Moon”
by Judy Kaplan, copyright 2023
Twinkle twinkle little star
Wondering how far
Dreams of fancy flights
And swinging on a star
Legos and spaceships
Chasing a balloon
Astronauts and pilots
Flying to the moon
Robots, and GoBots
Hot wheels, transformers
Braces, cars and girlfriends
Dressed in uniform
Goals and aspirations
Weddings, and babies
Life’s full of maybes
How could it go so wrong?
Dreams, so many dreams
Livin the fantasy
Dreams cut short, far too soon
I’ll see you over the moon
Twinkle twinkle little star