Sugar slid from the bag with a swoosh, sending puffs of smoke as it filled the bucket. “Halfway,” he said, “halfway is all we need.” Water slopped and sloshed filling the remaining space as he looked around for something to stir the grainy contents. A...
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We would sit, my grandmother and I, for hours. She would tuck my brave one in her chest, holding him so tightly, I was sure it was her heartbeat that lulled him to sleep. And I, I would sit with my legs tucked under me,...
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Heaven offered a protective blanket as my brave one set off to that distant place where his soul is settled. He sets off not knowing my gaze does not veer until he disappears from sight and even then it lingers for a few minutes longer...
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The singsong nursery rhymes I learned when I was a little one are the very ones I taught my babies sitting on the kitchen floor, back up against the cabinets, when they would crawl into my lap and flop their heads on my heart. My...
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The twinkling lights that traced roof tops and defined the trees splayed across yards have long been dimmed and replaced with wispy curls of smoke floating from chimneys. Mother Nature has folded into herself and is not fooled by the chance day that may prove...
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I turn the bend and settle into a stride as I approach the hill. All too often it is right at this bend that one of her favorites queues up and Taylor Swift is telling me I belong to her or Carly Rae Jepson is...
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Smiling faces as arms interlock lazily over shoulders and caps tossed to the heavens- tell tale signs of another school year accomplished- milestones met, friendships grown and memories lived. Among the smiles and laughter I think this is the year I am ready. And yet,...
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The energy seemed to reverberate just above the surface, close enough that it could be cast away with a swat of a hand but far enough away that it taunted. I could feel the energy but could not name it. And then it happened; the...
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There is a time in the morning when the commotion of seeing my brave one off is a distant memory and the dishwasher whirs and the dogs circle and sigh as they flop onto a sun-streaked floor. It is when the sun hits the exact...
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