I sit on the outside of your white picket fence watching you go about your life so normal in its appearance the husband the kids the having it all and I feel a slight pang of envy and wonder about my own picket fence would I survive within it would I be satisfied with the mundaness the … Continue reading Through Fences
A flood of memories
I just found a journal and in it I have only one entry. It's of a day sometime ago. A day I don't recall specifically but I remember the general feeling of that time in my life and I can imagine that with all that was going on; that day definitely had the potential to … Continue reading A flood of memories
The Sun Rose: Remembering Lilly
The Sun Rose The sun rose yesterday without you here. As if it didn't know you were gone. Maybe it hadn't been told. So I shed my tears to let it know. Through tear blurred eyes I watched out my window thinking all would be still, but then I heard the wind blow. I heard … Continue reading The Sun Rose: Remembering Lilly
Spring clean your life in three [not so easy] steps
Living in Puerto Rico, spring doesn't have quite as much meaning to me as it did when I lived in Chicago or Utah. There is no looking forward to the leaves growing, the flowers blooming and to the arrival of warmer weather for outdoor activities, since we have all of that year 'round. As I … Continue reading Spring clean your life in three [not so easy] steps
Release
I release the words that tell of my thoughts onto an empty white space. I watch as the different shapes, the circles, the lines across, and up and down flow together to form these words. They magically transform into my sorrows, my joys; my future, my past and the present I now live. They reveal … Continue reading Release
Cold-hearted
After years of being broken into and suffering through vandalism in the form of lies, half-truths and worse, silence, from various delinquents of the male persuasion, my heart has decided to move. Its former residence, my sleeve, is just no longer a safe environment We considered a gated community but ultimately require more security than … Continue reading Cold-hearted
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