I think there are moments that are in suspension of choosing. And I think when you see these moments are upon you, you have to give in to the weightlessness of being untethered. And let whatever will be, be And then I think you need to choose. And when you choose, know it's ok to… Continue reading The choosing
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A bowl of lemons
I am frantic about Target. I go searching for the perfect accents for the apartment and come up empty handed against my bank account. I am looking for the big things too, rugs and curtain rods, bed side tables and mirrors and a bed frame. You know, big things and little things. And of course… Continue reading A bowl of lemons
Time slip
I have these moments, you see, where it doesn’t make any sense. And I’m retracing my steps backwards to find out when it stopped feeling like me. I can’t trace them back far enough, I guess that’s the thing about growing. You can’t go backwards, unlearn the lessons or stitch up the hurt places in a way… Continue reading Time slip
Material Girl
An appreciation post for: The eyes that are yours, but also your father's. With eyebrow's from Mom. Thank goodness, thank goodness for them. The lips that are yours, but also your father's and somehow your mother's. It must be the way they move like hers when you speak the truth. And stay silent, listening, like… Continue reading Material Girl
Look up, Look down
Sunday night approaches. I dig my heels in against the looming week. Wishing for Friday yet again before Monday even peeks her head. I don't like being like that. I like enjoying each day as it comes, having something to look forward too even though work looms overhead like a giant spotlight and I am… Continue reading Look up, Look down
Inside and out
I don’t think we should underestimate windows, do you? After all, they let the light in don’t they?They allow the breeze to dance through.They bring the goodness of outside in. And keep the bad weather out when needed.Sometimes in the right light, they give us rainbows on the floor. Through water or glass.Sometimes at a specific… Continue reading Inside and out
Tomorrow…
We go and pick out your bridal gown. We stand witness to a new form of white. As soft as spring, as strong as spider's web, perhaps with buttons? Maybe with lace or chiffon? Who knows what the details will be. Who knows if I will cry when I see you, in a veil trying… Continue reading Tomorrow…
Blessing of the season
I am laying in my bed. A blessing. I am suppose to be at work, but I got my shift covered. A blessing. My room is clean. A blessing. My presents are wrapped. A blessing. A candle is lit. A blessing. I've had four chocolate chip cookies today. (Freshly baked, thanks Mom) A blessing. Mom.… Continue reading Blessing of the season
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