07 May, 2014

Aftermath

A tree showing the aftermath of a storm. 
So much loss, limbs and leaves; time to take account of what remains and figure out how to begin again. 

01 May, 2014

My Mama

From my first moments you were there... From the moment I existed you were my built-in-best-friend. Though things were not always perfect and distance divided us... I never once doubted that you loved me. I'm trying to figure out how to find you in a world you don't physically exist in anymore. I'm trying to figure out how to live with a broken heart. I love you very much, Mama.

Tina Louise Wixson
(August 10, 1960 - April 12, 2014)

 
Tina Louise Wixson, 53, passed from this life Saturday, April 12, 2014 at her home in Pearl. Visitation will be held 5:00-8:00pm, Monday, April 14, 2014 at Baldwin-Lee Funeral Home. Graveside services are 11:00am, Tuesday, April 15, 2014 at the Drakes United Methodist Church Cemetery in Flowood.

She was born Wednesday, August 10, 1960 in Jackson, Mississippi, a daughter of the late Grant Wixson and Louise Hawthorne Wixson. She was employed for several years as a school bus driver with the Pearl School District. She loved spending time at her home on the Pearl River and gardening in her yard. A gifted artist, Tina painted many artworks which her family and friends will treasure as keepsakes of her love for them.

Survivors include son, J. Grant Wixson Blakeney; daughter, Christina Louise Shores; brothers, James Wixson and wife Michele and Bubba Wixson and wife Becky; sister, Sheila Williams and husband Marvin; and grandchild, Hayden Shores. 


05 October, 2013

First Sight

I wasn't looking for you,
I was used to gray skies.
I was growing content with being alone,
Settling for the dark.

You were immediate a breath of something new,
You gave my heart the will to try.
All of a sudden my heart was gone,

As on me you left your mark.

20 August, 2013

Hope


The darkness, the cold,
The loss of a chance to be bold.
Hands tied, lips sealed,
Unable to truly feel.

Silence falls everlasting,
Only the sound of my heart blasting.
Unable to see what is there,
Unable because all is bare.

I look in the darkness for a clue,
Something to cast another hue.
I find that deep within,
I nurture it with hope that something may begin.

Lost in the forever night eyes closed,
Looking for something deeper I suppose.
Not sure if I can cope…

So I continue to nurture my ray of hope.

04 August, 2013

Coming Through

We all travel through darkness at some point in our lives.  When we find ourselves on the other side, we can’t weep for what we've lost.  We have got to pick up what remains and keep moving forward.  We have to do this in honor those that came before us, those who lived and breathed so that we can.   We have to also have the knowledge in our hearts that no matter what, things will always get better.  Know it, believe it. 

17 February, 2013

Emotions


Emotions can flow like a river, coming from no where and engulfing all that is you.   I myself have experienced this first had the last month and a half since I lost my Grandma.   Grief is a difficult emotion to describe and it comes intermittently. 

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