And so it goes day after dreadful day
She finds them, as their time has come
To help them cross over and on their way.
There’s never alot of discussion
Afterall, there isn’t much left to say
And so it goes day after dreadful day
She finds them, as their time has come
To help them cross over and on their way.
There’s never alot of discussion
Afterall, there isn’t much left to say
I didn’t mourn your death I mourned the life you’d reject I mourned the humor you lost I mourned the intellect it cost You died a thousand small deaths before you took your last breath One long continuous exhale year after year All life squeezed out, expunged by fear Flashes of spit, blood smeared, voicesContinue reading “A Thousand Deaths”
I used to dream about being Wonder Woman. I wore my costume everyday. I chased the horizon, running barefoot through the cotton fields my pawpaw tended. I snuggled in the tractor tires and basked in the sun on hot summer days. I set out on my bike each day and created my own world. IContinue reading “This Is Me”
I fully intend to live the rest of my life creating memories worth sharing long after I’m gone. I want my granddaughter to one day hold a picture of me up to her friends and say, “You know, my Oma did the wildest, craziest things!”
“Some people are just the dirt in the bottom of a flower vase. Don’t make the mistake of giving them too much space; you gotta save room for the flowers that will take root in that dirt, grow with every curve and angle of your vase and blossom into full bloom for you over the top.”
As the morning sun shone into the bedroom window, Claire rose from her pillow. She glanced to her right to see that her daughter had once again fallen asleep in the chair next to her bed. At such a young age, just turning 20, she should be vibrant and full of life; but dark circlesContinue reading “CLAIRE’S STORY”