Hats, Hats I have never liked to wear hats. I don’t feel like they fit me right. I feel dorky in hats and I feel huge in hats. It’s weird, I know. the only hats I ever liked have been Easter bonnets, floppy beach hats and hip busboy […]
As I hung out with my son encouraging him to fall asleep, he asked me “will you be here in the morning when I get up?” I thought that was strange and assured him that of course I would be there. I asked him why he was […]
Seven years of love I lie here cradling my little boy who just had a nightmare. While I am sure it was momentarily scary for him, I get to be the mommy that embraces and comforts him. Being there to ensure he feels safe, loved and warm is […]
“Be wise today so you don’t cry tomorrow.” E.A. Bucchianeri Many people will note that they do not have any regrets. They purport to live life to the fullest and recognizing that you only live once. Yeah, we have all heard someone say that we ourselves might have […]
He is everywhere Every room carries his spirit Blindly reaching through the air Fingering his signature There was life before him It existed but not readily remembered He is everything And I nothing, without him With him, there is no despair His love, a runny spigot Feel the […]
Your ghost of a scent The cupboard remains bare But your scent is soaked into its wall Throw the doors open and out you come Befuddled, I was struck What are you trying to tell me? I filled the cupboard with timid care For this scent is clearly […]
Thanks for the Tabasco sauce mhttp://https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/journey/om: I love biting my nails I wear pink, high heels and ponytails. But I do not do manicures. No point to such an act as I have no nails to speak of. I bite and chew them. To many, my nails are […]
Haiku: Wishing my mommy lived still Little pink bonnets Wishing my mommy lived still Above hunting eggs
Strawberry Shortcake: Like Mother Like Son As I walked past the tourists waiting to board a San Francisco Trolley, I saw many of them (despite the fogginess) holding onto their ice cream cones. I did a double take when I saw a little boy with a cone […]
It is international woman’s day today: Although that is every day for me Everyday is a cause for celebration. Yes, that sounds a bit new age. I am, however, referring to the fact that these days every day is an official observation of a movement, illness or food. […]
