Losing a friend is somehow the worst thing. I mean, I’ve suffered a big loss this year and I’m not diminishing that. Losing someone to death seems inevitable and unpreventable though. We are all going to die. Sorry to burst that bubble for you. And we don’t get to choose when or where or how. …
There is no finer gift in life than friends who challenge you to see the world in a differnt way. It’s rare. I’ve said it before; we tend to flock with those similar to us. This is much easier than trying to be a duck, with a love for pond scum and wet marshes, in …
Alright. I’ve sat on this post for two days. I’ve got a lot to be thankful for. And I don’t believe there’s just this one day to do it. This is a weird holiday anyway; hey! Some people didn’t die of starvation because some other people helped them out and then that first group of …
I’m not sure I even want to post this. It feels hurtful. So I won’t. I feel bad for anyone who has come into my life this year. I’m chaos. I used to care a lot about things and now i struggle to decide what’s important and what’s not. I can’t seem to find the …
Food really does bring all the people together. Yesterday was no exception. Making a meal with and for friends who are more family than not was an undeniably satisfying experience. Now excuse me while I spend the next four days digesting and prepping for round two. There’s a turkey in that bucket Praise Turkey …
Make sure you have two quarters for popcorn. If possible, bring extras in case a friend does not have two quarters for popcorn. It was hard to wrap his brain around it. She was still there. Still in his arms. Still breathing deeply and blissfully asleep. He’d expected her to run as soon as they’d …
baby steps
In a dark corner, he stole her. Wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a circle of warmth she had forgotten could exist. It wasn’t better or worse. It was just them and she wasn’t sure how long she could stay in his arms and not completely fall. For him it was too …
I’m not sure Fridays will ever be normal again. I wake up and I hurt. She’s really gone and sometimes I can pretend she isn’t. How can a person leave such a hole in you? We lose so much that we didn’t know we had. It’s the kidlets 7 yr 5 month day. Not a …
sometimes running late is a beautiful thing. You’re already behind so why rush? Should you hurry and break a mug? Or slow down, accept the tardy and steal a moment with your loves? I can promise you the latter won’t kill you. I’ve become a vulnerable thing lately. It makes me angry sometimes, but a …
Bountiful Words, Beautiful World 