ADHD/OCD: They are not letters of the alphabet…

April 13, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 16 Comments

I'm feeling a little twitchy today, so while in a mood, I'm going to get something off my chest. Just as parents, siblings, family and friends of children with mental challenges abhor the word 'retarded' used as a derisive adjective, I take an exception with people throwing Attention Deficit Disorder/Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADD/ADHD) and … Continue reading ADHD/OCD: They are not letters of the alphabet…

At the top of the stairs

April 12, 2011January 5, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 10 Comments

The house, settling like an aging dowager, arthritic and frail, creaks and trembles. Cold spots materialize in odd corners as air cascades over transoms. Doors shut unbidden behind footfalls echoing down the halls. A staircase leads upward to closed off rooms abandoned to the darkness. Treads groan with each step, slick from generations of use. A … Continue reading At the top of the stairs

Fog creeping

April 9, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 24 Comments

This week has been beautiful... except for the fog. Lots of fog, thick fog, scary movie kinda fog. Around home it's just been rolling in during the mornings. By lunch time, most of it has burnt off, but closer in to the Gulf, it's lingering. I feel badly for the Spring Breakers. It's not been … Continue reading Fog creeping

Split pea soup

April 8, 2011January 5, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 9 Comments

Thick as thieves and split pea soup Quite a pair we two Morning light and off we go On tiptoe quiet Alone in thought A song or three In harmony Dancing all alone Fingers tapping, arms raised high Peek to see who’s watching A smile, and laugh Sweet memories reborn Not mom, nor wife But … Continue reading Split pea soup

Mom guilt

April 7, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 7 Comments

This weekend I'm attending a Mother/Daughter Brunch hosted by my daughter's sorority. It's one of the last events planned before graduation at the end of this month. These past four years simply blew by. It truly feels like she was only leaving high school last spring. I wrote this post shortly after she moved into … Continue reading Mom guilt

Storm’s ‘a comin’

April 6, 2011January 5, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 12 Comments

Shrill warning alarms blasted from the TV as dire predictions of the storm’s path and strength scrolled across the screen. Panic was taking hold. Running from room to room, snatching photos off walls, grabbing precious toys from beds, she frantically tried to decide what would be left behind. Water filled the bathtub as the oldest … Continue reading Storm’s ‘a comin’