When I was a teenager, I was active in my church youth group. We were lucky in that we had an advisor who let us ask him about anything. We were able to talk with him and each other about topics that often our parents avoided at all costs. I still remember one discussion we … Continue reading Until the end of time
Tag: relationships
Simple days
After so many years married, they still walk hand in hand. Their fingers naturally reaching out, intertwining into a perfect fit. A playful lift of his brow, a secret passed between them, and her cheeks blush school-girl pink. Calling out their front door as he leaves for work in the mornings, she favorably critiques his callipygian … Continue reading Simple days
We hardly recognized her
During the first few months, we took turns sitting vigil. She was never left alone. If one of us weren’t with her, talking to her, reading from a beloved book, or playing a favorite song, doctors and interns were there poking and prodding. There were hushed discussion regarding brain activity and vital body functions. Whispering … Continue reading We hardly recognized her
I Will…
I keep telling myself, and anyone else who’ll listen, that I don’t do New Year's Resolutions. All that does is set me up for failure. I’m hard enough on myself without adding more baggage to the situation. Instead of making a list of things I want to achieve that may be unattainable, I’m joining Aunt … Continue reading I Will…
Paper chase
My husband and I are feuding ~ a bloodless, passive-aggressive war of wills. Issuing blame to the person who fired the first salvo would depend on who you ask. Of course, I point the accusing finger at him. I hypothesize that the average male, being able to stand for half of his bathroom duties (I said … Continue reading Paper chase
Shame
“There’s no shame, you did nothing wrong.” He held me close, stroking my hair as he spoke. I could feel his heartbeat through his shirt, comforting and familiar. I knew he believed what he said, and desperately wanted me to believe it too, but there was shame. Everyday there was shame. It didn’t matter that … Continue reading Shame
Thin spiral notebook 