{"id":583,"date":"2011-01-21T15:54:00","date_gmt":"2011-01-21T20:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/2011\/01\/21\/bruce\/"},"modified":"2011-01-21T15:58:15","modified_gmt":"2011-01-21T20:58:15","slug":"bruce","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/2011\/01\/21\/bruce\/","title":{"rendered":"Bruce"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href='http:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/img_0408.JPG' title='Bruce'><img src='http:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/img_0408.JPG' alt='Bruce' \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I loved Bruce.<br \/>\nHe loved me.<br \/>\nHe even proposed to me once. . . .<br \/>\nIn his younger days.<br \/>\nBut I have felt<br \/>\nAnd I daresay<br \/>\nI&#8217;m not the only one<br \/>\nWho has felt<br \/>\nSome regret<br \/>\nSome guilt<br \/>\nSome disappointment<br \/>\nIn myself<br \/>\nAt the way I spent time. . .<br \/>\nOr did not spend time. . .<br \/>\nWith him.<br \/>\nAnd I carried this<br \/>\nLike a stone<br \/>\nIn here<br \/>\nIn my heart.<\/p>\n<p>There is one thing I know<br \/>\nFor sure.<br \/>\nBruce is in a place<br \/>\nOr state of being<br \/>\nIn which<br \/>\nHe looks on us<br \/>\nWith compassion<br \/>\nAnd love. . .<br \/>\nIn which<br \/>\nHe is at peace.<br \/>\nI know this as surely<br \/>\nAs I am here<br \/>\nBecause he let me know<br \/>\nAnd he wants me<br \/>\nTo tell us all<br \/>\nThat we should<br \/>\nTake that stone,<br \/>\nOr lead weight,<br \/>\nOr geode,<br \/>\nOr whatever it might be,<br \/>\nAnd tie<br \/>\nA stout piece of twine<br \/>\nAround it<br \/>\nAnd then tie<br \/>\nThe other end<br \/>\nOf that piece of twine<br \/>\nTo a helium-filled balloon,<br \/>\nOr to the leg of a red-tailed hawk,<br \/>\nOr to a kite in Jacobson Park,<br \/>\nOr to a rocket shooting off this planet,<br \/>\nAnd let it go.<br \/>\nLet it go.<br \/>\nSo that in its place<br \/>\nThere is compassion<br \/>\nAnd peace<br \/>\nAnd love.<br \/>\nSo that in its place<br \/>\nThere is Bruce.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I loved Bruce. He loved me. He even proposed to me once. . . . In his younger days. But I have felt And I daresay I&#8217;m not the only one Who has felt Some regret Some guilt Some disappointment In myself At the way I spent time. . . Or did not spend time. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[71],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/583"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=583"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/583\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=583"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=583"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/mom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=583"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}