Here me out:What if before I belong to anyone else I belong to me first? Me first and me always no matter who comes and goes.I find myself searching for strange sorts of validation from people other than myself and my instincts. Why, still, am I looking for someone to tell me I’m doing a good… Continue reading belonging
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Summer’s arrival
I've walked the beach and eaten ice cream. I've gotten a slight tan and sweated while taking Bella around and around the block. I ran the 5k (slower than last year but ran just the same). I've washed the sheets, and vacuumed the rugs. I've thrown open the windows and turned on the air. I've… Continue reading Summer’s arrival
My guy
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
Spring poem
It starts so small you hardly see itNothing to see, truly only you feel.And once you feel it you can't help but see it,Is it seeing or feeling that makes it real?Still, all at once it seems to the world outside,That beyond the waiting something grows.All the work you've been learning by your lonesome,The reaching… Continue reading Spring poem
Our lady
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
Adventure awaits
This is me in 2015. The day after my birthday. Freshly 27 and hiking in the rain. I don’t like being wet, I don’t like being dirty and sweaty. But in 2015, freshly 27-it was ok. A good memory now. I’m about to turn 31. And I think back on this girl-this girl, who was important… Continue reading Adventure awaits
Perpetual being of light
This year, I fear, I have tried my mother's patience. Life has not gone according to plan. My plan was to have a fat baby bouncing on my mother's knee by the time I was turning 31. A house. A husband. Less financial concern. I wanted her to be worrying about me less. And enjoy… Continue reading Perpetual being of light
More thoughts on the wedding…
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…
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