Thought Salad

The sky is in full shades of cloud as I hear my youngest cry. The day has started out in shades of winter, not the end of April that it is supposed to be. As I look out into the dreary day though, my head keeps repeating the hallelujah song. Today I’ve woken with a…

Some times I just can’t catch my breath. The entire day rolls by without stopping for pictures, and I’m stuck standing at the end of the caravan, wondering why I’m being left in the dust. I feel sometimes I disappear into the roles I play, whatever they may be to those in my life. Mommy,…

I drive a lot for work, but I love being in my car. I like being alone, the gentle vibration of the road soothing me, Like the purr of a cat Together my car Misha and I have explored the roads near my house, and watched birds of prey soar by. Prairie dogs race madly…

I watch as they play together, close in age and interests, not yet separated by school or friends. They race at each other on their bikes, veering before the crash and laughing hysterically each time before winding up to do it again. For a moment I go back to my childhood, days of green and…

I entered the room, braced for the worst but as always not ready for what I saw in front of me.  She was thinner, paler, and the jaunty turban on her head stuck out in hideous cheerfulness over sad eyes.  It had been a few months since the last time I’d seen her, only a…

I’ve always had a fascination for eyes, as far back as I can remember to me, they were so beautiful and unique, showing the individuality of a face, even between siblings who were very similar appearing. I remember the older people saying “the eyes are the windows to the soul” and didn’t really understand why…