Gone Home

45 years ago my boyfriend stopped by my house after work and I wasn’t home. He left this note. I was sad that I had missed an evening of riding in the woods with him, and that he had already gone home. I knew I would see him again though.

I was sixteen and he was twenty. We got married just four months after this picture was taken and were together until his exit to Heaven on November 7, 2014.

I found this note while going through some keepsakes after Frank’s passing, and still feel the same as I did the first time I read it. I love you, too, Frank!

Gone Home


Hold On…

Grapevine dead

One day, during the aftermath

of winter

you noticed the vine and said

“I wish I’d taken better care of you,

when the cold wind blew

and the freeze took your life.

You look how I feel.”

But then, spring came.

You noticed something new.

Grapevine bud

What you thought

was gone for good

because you could not see,

was just waiting

for the right time

and the right circumstance

to come bursting forth.


Beautiful and tender,

and growing.