Poetry
Breathing The Air
We sit together like this every week, him and I, and talk about it all. It has been almost…
October 15, 2017-
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Love NotesAbout Last Night
Lately when I sit down to write, I feel a compelling desire to ground myself. I write something that…
September 29, 2017 -
Love Notes, ParentingBreathless
On a recent family vacation to Disney World, I found myself sitting in a black motorcycle seat, pressed forward…
September 17, 2017 -
Love Notes, PoetryThe Sun And Moon
There is a 6:15 am sunrise trying to climb above dark green mountains. The pale light starts to wake…
September 8, 2017 -
Mindful MondaysBack To School
As I write this, I am sitting on my bed, around 9:30 pm on Monday night, Labor Day. The…
September 4, 2017 -
Love Notes, Mindful MondaysGrounding
Dear friends, I wanted to share a few words that I had scribbled down in my journal last week.…
August 28, 2017 -
PoetryToast And Coffee
She told me once that her depression was a howl with no end. And in her words, I could…
August 21, 2017 -
Mindful MondaysFooling Around
When I first started my blog a couple of years ago, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen.…
August 7, 2017