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 […]

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We go

The last day in January and big adventure awaits us tomorrow. We fly, we pack, then drive home. Home. Your home and mine, in someway, I hope. I am itching to get this part over. And so are you. You are frightened and so am I. I am treading as carefully as I can, although […]

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a few questions lately:

What if forever looks like this? What if it gets better from here? But then again, what if it gets worse? What if I go wrong somewhere, and everything falls apart? What if I am brave and it works out? What if something wonderful happens? What if I cut myself some slack? And you, what […]

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So soft, the petals unfolding

I hardly heard it coming, this life. These things I am about to embark on. Some of them wished for so hard, I feel as though they drew blood from me. Some of them a surprise so deep I catch myself confused looking in the mirror. Has my whole life been coming to this? What […]

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News

I received some exciting news. I read it in my email, slightly tipsy off of one glass of wine while the sun was setting behind the gas station that we were stopped in. I read it, then read it aloud to Mom, then read it aloud to Dad. Life it seems moves in strange and […]

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A poem for Thursday

Do you remember those days? Do you wish they would come back to you? Do you want to start over? Perhaps you just need a rest. Do you remember those dreams? Do you wish you still had them? Do you still long for the same things? Are you still feeling blessed? I don’t know. I […]

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simple

“Go home!” I said, again and again “But I don’t know where that is.” I replied. “Well then, just do your best. Try and re-trace your steps. After all, isn’t it just you and I?”

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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 […]

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