Do you ever have one of those days when something random pops in your thoughts and you say, “Where did that come from?” But then later that very thing or person appears seemingly out of nowhere and you start humming the theme song from the Twilight Zone? Yeah. Weird, right? So I’m doing housework and I reminiscing about our cats… Read More
Boys and Ghouls…
The darkness veiled all but the most reflective surfaces… a glint of metal doorknob, the shiny buttons of a Teddy Bear’s eyes, a moonbeam splashed upon my bedroom windowsill. I scrunched down into the homemade quilts and pretended not to hear the rustling sounds coming through wall, but the muffled scrapes and bumps persisted. I was scared. My brothers had… Read More
Airport kisses…
The car pulls up, doors swing open, trunk yawns in unison with the early hour, and luggage hits the curb with a soft whompffff. The moment has come to say our goodbyes, and I brace myself. My husband is off on a quick trip to visit his son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren. The bustle at the airport always brings an edgy… Read More
Dying to know…
“I can’t imagine anyone filling your shoes or bed,” I say to my husband. We stare hard into each other’s eyes and see only love. He nods, but I’m never quite sure of his response, or, non-response. It is a discussion we’ve had many times…what would we do if one of us were to die? Would we remain single in… Read More
Re-set button
I jab my index finger onto the tiny button located on my car’s dashboard. Like magic, the miles between fueling return to zero. Wouldn’t it be fun if we could re-set our troubled times like that? A small button on the body part of choice would quickly rid us of hurt feelings or missed chances. I’d probably wear mine out!… Read More
Seeing wilderness…
The ink pen slashes across the words in the list. Done that, done that, haven’t done that. My day is composed of black and white scribbles posing as goals. Sometimes my list—endless lists—feels too controlled and too domesticated for the yearnings scratching in my soul. I remember, as a younger girl, responding to the need to get into nature. I… Read More
Pumpkin bribes…
I had to give a class presentation. Speaking in front of others remains one of my least shining moments. I talk too fast, my hands tremble, and I lose my train of thought at key moments. Knowing my foibles, I decided to be proactive and bribe my way into the minds and hearts of fellow classmates. I baked three dozen… Read More
The hands of time…
A large black and white photographic image of a male athlete perched atop a chair, ball like, brought to mind a trophy. His skin glowed with the waxed sheen of bronze and his muscles bulged and waned in clear definition against the strain of his position. It was a mesmerizing photograph, both confusing in form and intoxicating in depth. My… Read More
Even when I’m feeling odd…
I think there has been a universal energy shift lately. People who tend to be very upbeat in my world are more cautious and slower to twinkle. It isn’t so much about the economy, or world situations, it is simply weariness in attitude. I’ve been trying to remain steadfast in my optimism, but there are days the rough stuff scrapes… Read More
A quiet woman…
Sometimes I think the world moves on the energy of extroverts, but it is the introverts that silently plan the route and design the guardrails that keep us from falling off the edge. We need each other, but don’t understand each other. It’s like that in so many situations. Today I received my college midterm grade in one of my… Read More
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