Yellow turned red and they came to a halt beside me. I sat at the light and their smiles mesmerized me, round bright faces barely clearing the bottom sash. They huddled in, noses touching glass, eyes full of wonder and awe. The yellow chariot was...
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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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My brave one’s awe and amazement was just the prelude to the magnitude of what I was about to encounter and a lesson of which my heart is still discerning. He beckoned to me with urgency to emerge from the comfortable warmth of the car....
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The mittens which had been nestled safely among our cold weather gear- tucked securely between my climate beaten hat and gloves and his rogue glove that lost it’s match two sizes ago- tumbled to the ground. They were the mittens that kept her tiny hands...
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With a blink- summer’s long lingering days: toes buried under mounds of sand and the warmth of the sun’s setting rays seems a lifetime away. The leaves- the leaves have begun their gentle descent to the earth and the night air- the night air has...
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She sat beside me chatting; every so often mispronouncing a word as she told me an elaborate story about really nothing at all. For her, the story was everything because in her world, getting a ribbon is everything. I chuckled at her thought process. She...
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After she died we weren’t really sure what to do with it so we hung beside his- like we had always done. Sometimes it is just best to keep doing what you know while you figure out what you don’t. So winter after winter we...
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The time and space it takes to walk the dusty road is exactly what my heart requires- there is just something about it that speaks to my soul. It is in this trek that I sometimes consider what would have been and of what would...
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