My journal of big words and pretty pictures
There is no way for me to know how many past lives I had to satisfy to come to this incarnation. It could be that I endured many trials, atoned for many wicked deeds, passed through many lifetimes accomplishing worthy deeds of consequence to finally wake into this consciousness. Whatever my path to this vessel, … Continue reading Sweet life
Fairytale creatures Born of stardust and daydreams A baby’s first laugh
One day when I was around 8 years old, and I can see this in my mind’s eye vividly, I was at school waiting in the lunch line behind the older and bigger fifth graders. In my little elementary school mind, I pondered my future. I remember thinking that in the "blink of an eye” … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Past
The last item to go onto the pile was the mop she used to clean the kitchen floor. With more vehemence than necessary, she shoved the tines of the For Sale sign in the ground beside the debris. “Still not going to tell him before you leave?“ Aileen had refused to help her sister, Maureen, … Continue reading Gone by sunset
Found, one toddler’s shoe Lost one hot summer day 'Twixt morning and Someday Avenue Little ones should be free, tis true To run and romp happily along the way Found, one toddler’s shoe Banged up knees and bird’s-nest hairdo Mommy lunch dates at Mudpie Cafe 'Twixt morning and Someday Avenue Pushing boundaries and a broken … Continue reading Someday Avenue
The invitation was penned in elegant calligraphy on fine, handmade cotton rag paper, and sealed with a dark crimson, wax stamp embossed with an intricate Cappas family crest. It was hand-delivered on a sunny, Monday morning, by the family retainer. “Who was that?” Belinda Danner called out to her daughter. Gillian turned the envelope over … Continue reading Meeting the neighbors
Thin spiral notebook 