Monument to time

April 13, 2014January 15, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 9 Comments

We are bare framework standing immobile against the elements. Bleached white like the bones of a long dead dinosaur, our roots run deep, anchoring us to the earth. We are a monument to perseverance, endurance, unbending stubbornness. There is beauty in our austerity. Stripped of all outer trappings, we withstand the ages, adversity and tragedy. … Continue reading Monument to time

A whole lot of shakin’ goin’ on

April 11, 2014January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 9 Comments

Teeth-chattering, goose-pimply, words dropping like ice cubes from trembling lips, cold. Not cold, nervous energy, enough to air condition a third-world, desert country. Normally a well-maintained professional, whenever he's around, I turn into a quivering jellyfish. I can't speak without stammering or walk without stumbling over a piece of lint on the carpet. I must … Continue reading A whole lot of shakin’ goin’ on

The Rising

April 10, 2014April 22, 2014 ~ Tara R. ~ 8 Comments

Dr. Zeiss was outside to greet me when I arrived at Bayside Pavilion. He held the door as he welcomed me inside. His affable manner caused no concern for Gram's well-being. There must be some fiscal project he wanted my help with, perhaps a bright and sunny atrium, named in Gram's honor, of course. It … Continue reading The Rising

Sibling rivalry

April 9, 2014April 9, 2014 ~ Tara R. ~ 11 Comments

"Have you told your brother?" Momentarily speechless, my mouth agape, I finally shook off my stunned silence. "No, and I have no intention of telling him." It was our dad's turn to be dumbfounded. "How can you not?" "It's really easy. I deleted his cell number from my phone, I blocked his emails, he never … Continue reading Sibling rivalry

Lightning flash

April 8, 2014April 11, 2014 ~ Tara R. ~ 16 Comments

All sound and light narrowed to a pin point. Voices were tinny and distant, raucous laughter canned and artificial. I felt like I was moving in slow motion while every one around me carried on at double speed. My tunnel vision focused on the couple across the room. As if a spot light shone on … Continue reading Lightning flash

Our Mabel

April 7, 2014January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 35 Comments

In a family full of rowdy boys, she was our little angel. Never a whimper, or complaint, she always smiled. Tiny from birth, she looked like a porcelain doll, our perfect little lady. We thought she was the answer to our prayers. We didn't realize the answer instead was, "no."