The others were making her do this. Said it was time, well past time. As if there was a time limit on grief. That after a set number of days, or weeks, months or even years, you could turn off the sadness like a light switch. A simple click and all sorrow and pain is … Continue reading This end up
Tag: parents
A father’s right
He sat on the curb, legs bent so he could rest his elbows on his knees. A freshly fired pistol, now unloaded and its clip removed, lay on the sidewalk beside him, but out of reach.Dressed in clean jeans, his most comfortable pair of running shoes and the red plaid button-down his wife always complimented … Continue reading A father’s right
Where childhood
When do we lose that childhood sense of wonder and magic? There is that invisible boundary between believing in fairies and leprechauns, and only seeing bills and piles of laundry. I told my son recently that I miss those days when he and his sister were little, and we would build elaborate couch cushion forts … Continue reading Where childhood
Don’t let the sun set
Hold your babies tight Say 'I love you' every day Before it's too late *Photo venue: picnic pavilion, Lion Park, Niceville, FL
Relief came
Hanging from the tree house railing, impatiens swing in the breeze. His mother, standing at the edge of the pine needles, discovered the bones of a child wrapped in a pink blanket.
Sisterhood
I can’t say the phone call surprised me. I half expected I would get it one day, but even with that trepidation, it still unnerved me. It started out like any other afternoon telemarketing interruption. I wonder if I could have ended the encounter before it started by simply letting that initial call go straight … Continue reading Sisterhood
Thin spiral notebook 