There were promises made, solemn vows taken on holy ground before God and man. Pledges to honor in good times and bad, through sickness and health, through prosperity and misfortune. No one stood up, no one said these two should not be bound together for life. It was meant to be. Their union, blessed and…
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A fateful night
“We’re going to be late,” I adjusted my earrings while hopping around the bed trying to slip into my heels. “Do you need help with that?” I smoothed down my dress, and stepped to my husband to finish his Windsor Knot. Nate tilted his head back so I had room to reach around his neck,…
Read MoreWhy isn’t this enough
“I want you to show me why this isn’t enough.” They’ve been in the kitchen for a long time. Two cartoons worth at least. Mommy’s voice had that funny little wiggle in it that meant she was about to ugly cry again. She does that a lot now. Mommy bought the pretty paper last week.…
Read MoreIn reverse
After the initial determination, I read everything I could find. All that did was to scare me even more. One dire prognosis after another, stripping away every strand of hope from my grasp. Since then, it’s been a book you read in reverse, so you understand less as the pages turn. At first, other than…
Read MoreSilent treatment
It was 2:34 a.m. and I had just won my eleventy-millionth game of Solitaire on my iPhone. For the record, it’s not cheating to switch between Draw 3 and Draw 1 mid play, it’s game strategy. I was lying on my side, my back to my bedside table lamp. It was more convincing to be…
Read MoreTea and cookies
I watched her as I made my way down the hallway. I was familiar with her, even knew her name, something that I couldn’t say about most of my other neighbors. Mrs. Clancy, the apartment complex’s ubiquitous octogenarian, was struggling with her foldable shopping cart. She was stuck in her doorway and the harder she…
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