Charmed Chaos

Un Pequeño Milagro (A Small Miracle)

Posted on April 6, 2017 by Linda Lee Lyberg

Since I began writing this blog, I have been on a journey through my colorful past. I search for photos to post that pertain to my particular story. I run across others that are meaningful and bring back memories of those I have lost touch with over the years.

One such photo was the man who was not my father walking me down a leaf strewn path on September 28,1996. There, waiting on the banks of the Perkiomen Creek was my future husband, Pete. It was an outside wedding at the now shuttered Gypsy Rose Restaurant.

My Mother’s Ashes

Posted on April 4, 2017 by Linda Lee Lyberg

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My mother sits beside me as I write. She is comfortably ensconced in a beautiful wooden box; ashes are all that remain of her mortal body.

Yet, I cannot bring myself to dispose of these shards of bone and heaps of grey dust.

They were once her and so they stay.

The Crow and I

Posted on March 31, 2017 by Linda Lee Lyberg

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I am meditating in the garden. I hear a fluttering near me and open my eyes. There, beside me, is a large black crow staring, cocking his head, peering at me curiously. He speaks.

“What are you doing?”

“I am meditating, what are you doing?” For whatever reason, I am not frightened nor surprised. Have I lost my mind?

Grief

Posted on March 30, 2017 by Linda Lee Lyberg

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Grief is a Tricky Thing

When you least expect it

There it is rearing its ugly head

Reminding you of the dead.

Draining you of your life

Laughing at your strife.

But when it is gone

A seed is planted

watered with your tears

and in its place

a garden grows.

Grief is a Tricky Thing.

– Linda Lee Lyberg,1994

The months following my husband’s death fill with a cacophony of emotions. Ragged grief grips me at unexpected times. I scream and shed unceasing tears, trying to drown out the unanswerable questions that fill my head. Why, why why? Am I responsible for his death because I didn’t go to him? Could I have saved him if I had? Grief and guilt are a powerful elixir. Once you drink of them, they are your companions for life.

Wanda Lee, Linda Lee & The Willow Switch

Posted on March 29, 2017 by Linda Lee Lyberg

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My Aunt Wanda was watching us that day. I am not sure why. Momma was either out looking for a job or working at the restaurant where she was a waitress from time to time.

I loved my Aunt Wanda. I was actually named after her; she was Wanda Lee, and I am Linda Lee. She’s gone now. I will forever admire her. She was beautiful and her smile was captivating.

Broken Man

Posted on March 28, 2017 by Linda Lee Lyberg

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“It is easier to build strong children than repair broken men.”- Frederick Douglass

The minute he enters a room, the very air changes. Laughter and light-hearted banter halt. The atmosphere is murky and the faint smell of doom permeates every nook and cranny. He has arrived. Read More