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Unsettled
The feeling curls around my throat, Loose at first then becoming Tight, The coils of a python trapping me Within a tight embrace I wonder Will I escape? Shiny though the scales are, warm and smooth, Soft in the caress of death. Deceptively dangerous, I gasp for breath Searching for a last crumb Of release …
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Sail away
It’s a tired day today. Nothing wrong, no giant stressors, but tired, weary in my bones. I’ve caught myself dreaming of a real vacation today in a way that I haven’t for awhile. It feels like the last time I was free was forever ago, and I’m not sure how to get there anymore. How do…
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The birthday party
The day before my middle child’s birthday was a busy one. All of the preparations that go into normal life milestones unfolded in quick succession. First, we waved our goodbyes to friends who’d been staying with us, envious of their week venture into the Rockies in Bob, the RV. A trip that we most likely…
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Recreate
Sometimes you have to start fresh, explore what you want from the world. Get away, and see the world through new eyes, as though each thing you encounter is unknown. When things get stale and your groove becomes a rut which becomes a hole, It’s time to start climbing until you can see daylight again.…
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Warmth on a cold day
Thursday. What to write on such a normal day? It’s a thorny problem that sometimes plagues me on the journey to write daily. What to do when the inspiration doesn’t move me? When I can’t think of anything new or exciting? Go back to the beginning. It was a good day. I finished proof reading…
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Early morning musings
I’ve been waking up around 4am for the last week. A combination of a busy mind and butterflies in my heart, I think. So much happening in the world around me, I just feel overwhelmed at times, and I think my subconscious needs a break from all the processing and restocking of shelves that happens…
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Frayed edges
Today ran smoothly, except for those moments when it didn’t. Small stressors, large outbursts from tiny tots, full of the will to disobey. Parental moods plummeting with each small tantrum and act of violence toward their sibling. The first full nosebleed related to a head butt, appearing slightly dented but hopefully with only cartilaginous damage.…
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In sympathy
Sympathy. The word of the day smacked me over the head with its timing. We use the word so often it’s almost lost any meaning. In deepest sympathy. The words on every card to express what words can never fully capture. But the word itself connotes much more than I realized. In trying to figure…