{"id":64444,"date":"2020-06-27T12:20:42","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T16:20:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=64444"},"modified":"2020-06-27T12:20:42","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T16:20:42","slug":"in-that-there-is-peace-hour-4-prompt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/in-that-there-is-peace-hour-4-prompt\/","title":{"rendered":"In That, There is Peace &#8211; Hour 4 Prompt"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It is eleven o&#8217;clock and I&#8217;m writing this to say that I am struggling today, here without you. You have missed so many major moments: the first African-American President, the last Space Shuttle launch, my wedding, your granddaughter and so much more. It&#8217;s hard for me in June, but this year, in light of everything going on in the world, it feels harder. I am exhausted in health and in life and while I am moved by the goodness in some during these challenging times, I am so disheartened by many others. Whenever I see pelicans, butterflies or dragonflies, I know you&#8217;re there. In that, there is comfort, even in this time of uncertain chaos.<\/p>\n<p>Today is a struggle, but the moments I see you in my daughter&#8217;s eyes, I am able to trudge ahead. I know by giving her a better world &#8211; and if not that, teaching her to be better than the world around us today &#8211; I am honoring you as best I can and respecting how you raised me. Your end was your peaceful beginning and in that, there is comfort and calm.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is eleven o&#8217;clock and I&#8217;m writing this to say that I am struggling today, here without you. You have missed so many major moments: the first African-American President, the last Space Shuttle launch, my wedding, your granddaughter and so much more. It&#8217;s hard for&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1313,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,1136,441],"tags":[680,1173,1806,3456,392],"class_list":["post-64444","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-poetrymarathon","tag-half-marathon","tag-jill-eisnaugle","tag-jill-halasz","tag-writing-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64444","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1313"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=64444"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64444\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":64548,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64444\/revisions\/64548"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=64444"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=64444"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=64444"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}