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The days are covered in frost. The sky is mixed with hues of blues and whites. I sit in the passenger seat. The truck is being driven by the sound mind and sturdy hands of my husband. Our children entertain themselves in the back. They are safe and well fed. I feel myself being held up. I am at peace. I look out the window as we drive. I feel mature. Somewhere… Read More
Have you ever considered the comfort of the walls around you or the floor beneath your feet? Recently, I considered this as I turned off the light switch and walked down the dark hallway towards my bedroom. My hands slid against the wall as I felt my way along. My feet pressed against the floor as I moved my body towards the door. For some reason the darkness felt denser and my… Read More
I grew up on a normal street. A paved road in front of a double wide. A half circle drive way covered by rocks. Two large trees and a fence. A front door and some wooden steps. A sea of brown shag carpet under my feet. I had hope. To be like my mother. To be even better. I hoped to give. Yet waited restlessly. Not trusting in the process. Nor in… Read More
I have a vague memory of sitting at a brown table. I don’t feel well. I am drinking hot water with drops of peppermint oil. The fumes are stinging my face. I can feel a pull towards my parents, and I miss them. I am at my Grandparents home. Its interesting. It is not a normal house, but rather a large kind of shop. The main entrance is on the side of… Read More
