Learning to breathe
I realized it today. I’m living again. I said it out loud. Those first ten years, (give or take a few), …
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Prompt: What I save….
I saved my children from cuts and bruises, falls from bicycles, tumbles from trees. I saved them from hurtful words, …
ACROSTICS (these are very early writings)
WILLIAM William, my son I love you so much. Love doesn’t seem like a big enough word, Love doesn’t say …
Prompt: What Matters
Purple petunias, strong coffee, sunshine sidewalks, fresh produce. House noises, street scenes, stained glass, no rain. Sweet rolls for breakfast, …
Dixie Classic Apples
There is one corner of the Dixie Classic Fair that sells apple products. Apple fritters, apples on a stick, apples …
New Old Friends
That’s what we are. We’ve known each other forever, you know. Bound by chains of pain and hurt few others …
Prompt: Crescendo
My mother has been sick for as long as I’ve known her….well…almost. I was 13 when she discovered that one …
Old Pictures
I see our faces, Younger then. Our children, Coaxing…. What to say, “mom” What to say… We are here…now, Different, …
New Friends
It seemed simple enough. A mother giving her daughter a hug. “I know it was a hard day yesterday.” This …
