Waking up these days in the cold of the bedroom, the air conditioning on full blast and the fan whirring above us, I am reminded how lovely it is to be cool on the outside and cozy on the inside. My eyes open and all is still for a moment. Even the birds, who sing… Continue reading The week’s end
While he was watching the sun set, I was watching him. Bella didn’t understand why we were staring.She thought it was boring. I told her: “Sometimes you get really lucky and find a good man. Sometimes you live in a place with nice weather. Today, I have both. So I guess, really, I have it all.” She… Continue reading My guy
I sat on the front porch tonight and the light was so bright in my face to the left I felt as though Mary was reaching her arms out to me. Warm and bright, blinding in it's glow. The sun set slowly. John, Bella and I sat on the steps and watched the cars go… Continue reading Our lady
There are a few things I regret. One being I did not take more time to smell the old lilac bushes on the grounds. I didn't have a lot of time to enjoy wandering the inn. A blur of color and the swish of lace and tulle. Running from the rain. Trying not to cry… Continue reading More thoughts on the wedding…
Truth: Sometimes it feels that everyone is ahead of me. Engaged, married, taking vacations, getting great promotions, booking shows, buying houses, owning cars, and getting ready to have their eighth, ninth, tenth child. I’m over here: Here’s me and my dog snuggling in bed. She bit me twice Tuesday because I wouldn’t let her stick her… Continue reading The Lord is with thee
I felt God most here this weekend.In the acidic smell of wet earth and the sound of bubbling water. Rebirth is a messy process that often times is uglier, muckier, taking longer than I believe it should. It’s a lot of mud. It’s a lot of rotting leaves as cover for new plant shoots. It’s a lot of… Continue reading The Old World and Me
First ice cream. John, Bella and I walked up to the snowball stand. Bella had her first frosty paw, licking gently out of the cup and biting the paper unsure of what exactly she was eating. John got raspberry with marshmallow. And I, of course, had vanilla with rainbow sprinkles. A classic, a necessity. A… Continue reading ’tis the season.
My eyes are drawn to the rebirth in the season.As the trees bloom, I am preparing my sister for a bride.I am open to the sweetness that comes from forgiveness of ones self; which now I know is cylindrical. How hard work feels so good in the body at the end of the day. I did not… Continue reading An Ode