She likened it to packing for a week-long trip - changes of clothes, snacks, drinks, extra shoes, a sweater in case it turns cold, medicine and emergencies contact telephone numbers, a camera, games, toys, the list was impressive. All this for only one person, and a tiny person at that. A morning outing took hours … Continue reading A conversation unspoken
Tag: secrets
Movie night
These last few weeks I've been on a mission. I can't remember what actually prompted this seemingly fruitless search, but all I do know is that I'm not alone. There are other's 'out there' who shared in my quest, who recognized truth and beauty when they saw it, and encouraged me to not give up … Continue reading Movie night
Just the facts ma’am…
I am a liar. When friends gush over this or that episode of their favorite TV show, I smugly claim to ‘not watch a lot of network television.‘ In saying that I see myself as somehow above the fray, too erudite to be swept up in the tsunami of reality shows, well-written family dramadies, and … Continue reading Just the facts ma’am…
Confession is good for the soul…
There was a time when anyone could send me (tag!!) a random meme and I would join in with abandon. My first tagging felt like an invitation to join the Cool Kid's club. It came a few months after my initial foray into blogging and it was as if I was given a sign I … Continue reading Confession is good for the soul…
Song for her father
It was time to just walk away. The conversation was going nowhere, but downhill. Louder, meaner, more futile. She was butting her head against a brick wall, and he wasn’t about to give an inch. Grabbing her backpack, she didn’t wait for a break in his tirade, she simply got off the couch and headed … Continue reading Song for her father
Midnight tea
There was no sense of time, it could have been noon as easily as midnight. The only difference was the way the air felt. Daylight was line-dried cotton, still warm from the sun. Crisp, yet soft to the touch. It smelled of lilacs and lavender, and sugar cookies. There was laughter and hugs, birdsongs and … Continue reading Midnight tea
Thin spiral notebook 