All in her mind

November 4, 2013January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 31 Comments

Locked inside the paradox that was her mind, she had fewer and fewer rational days. On Monday, she was Mata Hari, Tuesday she was Scheherazade, on Wednesday she would consult with her doctors as Anna Freud. Whoever she was, there was a mystery to solve, a riddle to decipher. No matter that on most days … Continue reading All in her mind

Français douairière

October 28, 2013June 27, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 15 Comments

I pick my way around the stones, careful to not trip over broken pieces of marble. My mother’s voice cautioning me to not step directly on the graves plays in my head. As a child exploring old cemeteries, I once imagined a gnarled hand reaching up toward me from the buried crypt, snaring me in … Continue reading Français douairière

Been down that path

October 22, 2013January 5, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 14 Comments

I refuse to pine for you, to give in to the hurt your leaving caused. Without my center, I wandered from my destined path. I followed where you led without listening to my guiding voice. I lost my way, my heart and my sense. We were invincible, or so I thought. I never expected you … Continue reading Been down that path

Mingled yarn

October 15, 2013October 15, 2013 ~ Tara R. ~ 12 Comments

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.” ~ William Shakespeare A couple of weeks ago, I began work on several projects I hope will eventually become Christmas presents. I pulled out my crochet hooks, bought skein after skein of yarn, and perused pattern books for ideas. I first … Continue reading Mingled yarn

While the cat’s away

October 8, 2013May 24, 2014 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

Hubs was TDY last week, and the week before. For those whose spouses or parents have been in the military, you know that means "temporary duty." He was gone for 13 days, and I talked with him every day, but his absence was unquestionably felt. Even though I don’t sleep as well as I do … Continue reading While the cat’s away

Squeeze, twist, pop!

September 23, 2013 ~ Tara R. ~ 11 Comments

My gran calls it cheating, but it isn’t the lead up work that matters, it’s the final outcome that means the most to me. I pull out all the ingredients, measuring each one carefully. I don’t just dip a scoop into the flour, I stir it up first so it isn’t packed too tightly. Spooning … Continue reading Squeeze, twist, pop!