She sat in the dark grieving. She pondered where she had gone wrong. But she didn’t really have to. She knew. She always made the wrong choices and gave too many people a second, third and forth chance. She was a fool. She wasn’t going to grieve anymore. […]
It’s Friday. We tend to celebrate the end of the week. We feel that we get a small reprieve from stress, ridiculousness, and head-scratching moments. However, the weekend is fraught with it’s own issues. One being that come Sunday at 6pm we start dreading the next day’s morning […]
She stared at the prickly flowers. They were beautiful. They were rough. They were fiery yet gentle. They were like her mother. And, today was the day she had dreaded since childhood. She put on her black dress. She grabbed a shawl and a hat. She held her […]
The ashes are reigning Sprinkled in the cupcakes Salty, crisp, and hot Where did the love go Using hateful words Don’t be afraid of these moments of clarity It’s not a silly moment A fire can light up the sky A fire can just burn everything down to […]
After the funeral, they went back to the house to finish clearing through their mother’s belongings. It was not an easy task. But it was a task to help keep the mind distracted. Yet, everwhere she looked she found a new set of souvenirs bunched together. Her mother […]
She had been a bit of whimsy mixed with a dash of meticulousness and a coating of stamina and strength. Perhaps just like most women. Most humans. It was hard to go through the little that was left of hers. What to keep? A piece of people that […]
Mother’s day is a day of mixed emotions for me. I have the most wonderful son. I’m proud to be his mother. But, I also lost my mom a decade ago and it never stops hurting. I’d love to shop for a gift for her. I’d love to […]
She hardly ever went out to that spot. But today she felt a great compulsion to do so. She was inexplicably drawn to the chair and followed the directions from her inner voice. She sat down and grabbed some snow. She breathed it in. She looked up to […]
Cobwebs. Rusted gate. Dusty step. Locked up. Forgotten. An empty bowl. A thriving cactus amongst the ruins. A reflected life with no humanity. Hiding. Biding time. There’s no key. No exit. Can only push through. Rush in. Yet halt time. The memories linger. Ghosts within ourselves. A heavy […]
Eleven years ago today my mom departed this earth. Eleven years. The grief is not any less. The sting is not any less sharp. Fittingly it’s ground hog day. My mom liked the day. She would try to predict what Punxsutawney Phil would predict. We also loved the […]
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