Tag: freedom

  • March 31st

    March 31st

    The last day of March is officially over, and the night is falling as I watch tv with my little one. We’re sharing a chocolate bar as I wait for the birthday boy to return from the nightly doggie duties, and I look back over another one of his birthdays. Little did I realize the…

  • On the eve of a long weekend

    On the eve of a long weekend

    The day before a long weekend always is a busy one. Everyone rushing, frantic to get in to see me before I’m gone, as though it was a month instead of an extra day away. I’ve never understood this desperation, probably because I’m awful at even making appointments for a haircut, but I anticipated it.…

  • Warmth

    Warmth

    Another Sunday, come and gone. Family time A beautiful drive Sun burning off the morning fog We drove towards Snow capped mountains Children gloriously excited Waterslides ahead A day that lived up to its promise A swallow of life Bursting with joy Cozy drive home Bubbles of love Float in the breeze

  • Anniversary

    Anniversary

    I got a notice yesterday, from WordPress. A small badge, a “happy anniversary” from them. So. I did it. I can’t remember why I decided to write something every day for a year. I’m not sure if it was one of those “hmm, I wonder if I can” things, or a “it’s like training for…

  • Shared worlds

    Shared worlds

    Every day, I go about my business, walking a fine line between trying to stay out of other peoples business, and needing to know all their details. Every day, I have the privilege the responsibility of being trusted with private information, The inner world that sometimes hasn’t been shared with anyone else. I’ve held the…

  • The present

    The present

    Bubbles form inside, Rising to the top Simply effervescent, Until you hear a pop The energy of a toddler Effortless and free Identical to caffeine Which sometimes buoys me Ready, set, run away Into the great beyond Nothing ventured nothing lost Except lyrics to the song Life is an enigma Understood by very few I…

  • Phoenix of the deep

    Phoenix of the deep

    At first blush It was a good idea A fine plan, A jaunt across the sea But as he flew Higher into the sun The sudden realization Of damage came undone It was far too late, he plummeted into the deep Now his wings are plucked under the horizon he’ll sleep. But like the dawn…

  • Overdrive

    Overdrive

    Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can. It’s seldom found in women, And never found in men. My grandmother used to say this to me all the time, from a very early age. I’m not sure if it’s because she could see what an impatient child I was, or if she knew that…

  • Friday’s balance

    Friday’s balance

    Friday musings are always fun. The paring down and sorting into boxes of the events of the week past. It was a week full of ups and downs, but in balance, it seemed to balance. A wrinkle here and there, but nothing so earthshattering that I’ll need time to recover from, which is a luxury.…

  • White noise

    White noise

    A cacophony of sounds as loud as the sea I close my ears to the struggles around me My throat aches From words yet unsaid Truths not spoken Feelings of dread Each day another hustle Of shouts and dispair Sometimes I wonder If I even breathe air Whimpering at the noise I quiver and shake…