"This is how hearts work." Kelly said, while I stared at the ceiling trying to hide the impromptu tears on a girls night. Hannah said it too.And Jasmine. And Jenyth. Through text. Through gif. Through voice messages.Patti shrugged slowly, sadly, while she said it.And Mackenzie looked steadily at me, laying the facts before me like… Continue reading Unloveable
Tag: prayer
down the drain
I am thinking about the word "damage". I am thinking about how that conjures up the image of a bombed out building. A package ruined in the mail. A mis-sewn pair of jeans. A limb that no longer functions in the full way a limb should.I think of loss. And I think of fear. I… Continue reading down the drain
A bitter moment
Away in the tiny corners of your room lives the left over magic of childhood. A space that saw so much of you grow and change is now seeing you again as though it were the first time. Yes, sure, the floors need to be swept and the brown boxes need to be broken down.… Continue reading A bitter moment
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…
Three days in
The place is a mess, but the paper work is signed. I balance my whole life on a tender and delicate idea. Boxes unpack and things are hung. Floors swept and wiped. I peek around corners and try to learn the lay out. I see myself in new windows and flick the blinds open and… Continue reading Three days in
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… Continue reading We go
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… Continue reading a few questions lately:
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… Continue reading So soft, the petals unfolding
