This pretty little view is missing the most important part: the guy who gives me hope that all of the loss is really just a way to invite new great things in. More unexpected things, more joyful surprises, more goodness, graciously. I didn't see him coming, in fact I dodged and hid as much as… Continue reading Him
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Blessed be!
Samhain approaches, the veil thins. The moon beckons me closer to her while the harvest begins to yield bounty. Wheat and corn husks rippling in the breeze, apples and pumpkins; as bright as any Christmas ornament catch my eye as I pass their fields. I love the look of hay bales, mums and gourds. I… Continue reading Blessed be!
Last time with you
I found it funny that we both needed the bed to be made before we left our perch on the hill. That we showered two or three times a day. That you slept on top of the blankets with me underneath them all. We both jumped when the air freshener would puff out that strange… Continue reading Last time with you
A Fairytale
(For every girl who choses herself over the prince and consequently becomes the evil witch in his re-telling of the fairytale.) I had all the makings of a cinderella. My hair in the light was as luster-ridden as any. My eye sparkled up at him for years. But my heart never felt right in the… Continue reading A Fairytale
What light through yonder window breaks?
She stands on the balcony silhouetted in the light. But first she had to crack the stone to get through. First she had to lose it all. That looks different each time around. And we may not realize it all the time but we lose often. Sometimes the loses are small: a bobby pin, a… Continue reading What light through yonder window breaks?
Home again and far away
I am sitting in the airport in Cleveland, OH. The last time I was here, Rickie and I were flying to our new home in New York City. We had just officially finished grad school, our apartments were up for rent. We slept in my freezing cold apartment on the floor while our respective significant… Continue reading Home again and far away
The three things I did wrong
1) The first night we were together, as we fell asleep after it all, I lay on my right side while you curled around me and told me you loved me. That I was the second girl you had ever loved. I felt so safe and I shouldn’t have. I should have been more careful… Continue reading The three things I did wrong
Oh boy
To get my arms around you, oh boy. Oh boy what a treat. I am not sure yet if that is what I want to fix my mood. But today, oh boy, I could use your arms around me and vice versa. I wouldn't even worry about the smoke in my eyes. I wouldn't complain… Continue reading Oh boy
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