These Hands…

A few days ago I was driving home from dropping off donations to a local organization that helps homeless folks in the community. I looked down at my hand on the steering wheel and thought to myself, when did my hands get so old-looking? Then I reframed it. These hands had just gathered items for …

Is There Anybody Out There?

*Peeking from around the corner* Hi, hello. Is there anybody out there? Its been so long. I lost my way. Life is hard and I've gone astray. I quit school. They don't know it yet. But I've decided I am tired of the stress. Tired of trying to prove myself. I am amazing just the …

Home School Our Way

The decision to home school my kids was not easily made. I am a single mother, working full time, and getting my second masters degree. But with the pandemic, both my son's and my compromised immune systems, and the struggles both of my school aged children were facing with virtual learning, I knew I needed …

Lessons

You taught me how to laugh those deep belly laughs. Those tears pouring, unable to breathe, throw your head back, laughs. You were beyond special to me for so many reasons. Your laugh will forever be one of my favorite sounds. I will miss it. You taught me how to fight. I always knew to …

Redemption

Standing on that desecrated ground The wind blowing. Sunshine on my skin, burning your memory away. Tears were not shed, as too many have fallen before. I felt the beast rise in me, reminding me of my power. I took it back, you do not control that any longer. It's mine. You lose. Too many …

Right Here Waiting

Always waiting, hoping. Wishing there was something more. Take it for what it is, no matter how little I get of you. A glance, a smile, or sex. But never your whole heart. Never. Will I ever get that? It's beyond my reach. I can't seem to understand why. I reason with you. I try …

Girl, Unwell

"Scars are souvenirs you never lose" Never has that line meant so much to me. Never did it ring more true. And while they may fade over time, and may not always be visible to others, my scars are a constant reminder to me. "The past is never far" At first I counted days gone …