Today is Mom and Dad's 32nd wedding anniversary, which I am very happy about because I know love is hard and seeing them excel makes me hopeful that I can too. They have taught me everything I need to know about relationships, here are few of my favorites: 1) Your partner should be your best… Continue reading The two that started it all
Tag: love
Leaving
Today we held hands over your bag which was between us. Both of us were tired, dark circles beneath our eyes; purple with sadness and exhaustion. As we got closer to the airport, we held hands. We didn't talk. But your grip got tighter and as the airplanes got bigger I could feel you getting… Continue reading Leaving
Cookies
I watched Mom kneed cookie dough for the first time this season and I snuck pieces of it when she wasn't looking. I sat right there a the kitchen table awaiting scraps like a little dog. My cold is settling in my ears but I did take my coloring book down from my shelf while… Continue reading Cookies
a thought…
I think you need to love yourself well. I think you need to be ok with being alone for the rest of your life because you are awesome and fun. You create a life of abundance and surround yourself correctly with the right people, places and things. No one will complete you, but you. You… Continue reading a thought…
magic 3
The best part about the Autumn is the season of 3. Of you, you, and me. And holiday shopping and leaves falling and pie and that Christmas tree farm on the Avenue and decorating the tree for the season and wine in the kitchen and that time you wore a cape to dinner, and the… Continue reading magic 3
Sisters
When I think about you, I imagine you wearing yellow and how the sun catches your hair red-gold. I imagine a space that is so white it is blinding, and sunlight dripping lace patterns onto hardwood floors; places for you to dance around. Your dress is linen. It may be cream. It may be purple.… Continue reading Sisters
a little autumn ditty
Red, orange, yellow, green season of color, Be counted; be seen. Ochre, Amber, honey, vert Autumnal muses, Leaves drift as they flirt.
Joyce
Yesterday we honored the dead, and for me-a very special lady who I wish was still here. All this year, I would imagine her sitting in the kitchen listening to the goings-on of my life and imagine her reaction to some of the madness, the joy, the learning, the deep sorrow that has blanketed 2018.… Continue reading Joyce
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