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Gratitude
Today’s word is gratitude. It’s funny, because I think about this concept often. I’d like to say I think about being grateful everyday, but I’m far from a saint. Some days I feel bitter and evil inside, and wish people would just go away and leave me alone. In fact, I still sometimes feel like…
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The spice of life
I’m trying to remember the last time I did anything spicy, And falling flat. I have a warm and comfortable life, and I wouldn’t change a minute of it. But the word prompt today is spicy, and I’m completely stumped. The last time I ate something crazy? Danced under the stars? Jumped off something high,…
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Puncture
A small hole in the fabric of life, Collagen disrupted then smoothing over, platelets aggregate and repair Like dreams, only a small needle could be the thing to release the air, escaping in a whistle like a popped balloon, Beautiful and silly as it flys through the air in a lazy loop Or it could…
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Revelation
Windswept and rainy the night fell over the comfortable house. The children were snuggled under blankets, watching 101 Dalmatians. Memories from my youth The cats curled on the couch, sleeping lightly, content as only cats can be while the dog lay at our feet, mournful expression at the sight of popcorn. Clouds obscuring the daylight,…
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The day off
Glorious day! A full day off work, without any patients scheduled or any child duties to attend to. So naturally, I spent the day doing paperwork, meetings, and going through patients lists. By the time four pm rolled around I had a huge headache that the crisp taste of a passion fruit iced tea could…
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Golden Days
Putting the day to bed, I take it out to examine it, polish it up and make it shine. The morning sun warmed me during my early morning run while birds quarrelled and scowled at me, cawing their displeasure. Rabbits took off across my path, making me wonder what it would feel like to be…
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It’s the new me!
So last night as I tucked my little man into bed, my glasses felt funny. A little wobbly, but like they’d had too much to drink, or I’d put them on wrong. I went to adjust, confused. Then the leg fell off. I watched in horror as my glasses died in my hands, in shock…
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The cost
Nothing is uniform, Each person unique Weathering the storm, Playing hide and seek. We bend and break, We love and learn, Life isn’t a mistake, Whether it’s silly or stern So remember each day No matter the road you take The price that we pay Is worth the love that we make
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Distant but not gone
The weekend has come and gone, and I am home, safe with those I love. Greeted by small running feet and fighting over who gets the first hug I am overwhelmed with love for the tiny terrors who flung small arms around each leg. “My tummy belly friend” from the oldest “mummy mummy mummy” from…