Thought Salad

Tag: prose

  • A spring quartet

    A spring quartet

    My sweet family. I came home to throw the bacon on after work, feed the hungry masses and then we dashed off to the spring concert. When did school concerts start? I feel like my children are ageing before my eyes. So excited to dress up as a blue fish, singing in a group of…

  • The loose tooth

    The loose tooth

    Well, it was bound to happen. “Mommy! I have a loose tooth!” I watched as my first baby wiggled the middle bottom tooth. It can’t be happening so soon, can it? Wasn’t it just yesterday they were fussy and drooling, getting them for the first time? Such a cute little grin, with hardly any white…

  • The thief Of Sleep

    The thief Of Sleep

    I’m tired today. The kind of tired that happens after listening to your little one cough in your ear all night. When you wake up multiple times, checking to see if they’re okay, hoping they don’t throw up- again- from coughing. The kind of tired that happens when you decide things are going really well,…

  • Warmth

    Warmth

    Another Sunday, come and gone. Family time A beautiful drive Sun burning off the morning fog We drove towards Snow capped mountains Children gloriously excited Waterslides ahead A day that lived up to its promise A swallow of life Bursting with joy Cozy drive home Bubbles of love Float in the breeze

  • Anniversary

    Anniversary

    I got a notice yesterday, from WordPress. A small badge, a “happy anniversary” from them. So. I did it. I can’t remember why I decided to write something every day for a year. I’m not sure if it was one of those “hmm, I wonder if I can” things, or a “it’s like training for…

  • Shared worlds

    Shared worlds

    Every day, I go about my business, walking a fine line between trying to stay out of other peoples business, and needing to know all their details. Every day, I have the privilege the responsibility of being trusted with private information, The inner world that sometimes hasn’t been shared with anyone else. I’ve held the…

  • Overdrive

    Overdrive

    Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can. It’s seldom found in women, And never found in men. My grandmother used to say this to me all the time, from a very early age. I’m not sure if it’s because she could see what an impatient child I was, or if she knew that…

  • Mental snapshot

    Mental snapshot

    I wish I took pictures today. Luckily, I’ll get some shortly. I had ramped up my children with excitement over the last few days, incubating the idea of how much fun we would have this morning. And we did have fun. I think they’re finally getting to an age where we can do things with…

  • Friday’s balance

    Friday’s balance

    Friday musings are always fun. The paring down and sorting into boxes of the events of the week past. It was a week full of ups and downs, but in balance, it seemed to balance. A wrinkle here and there, but nothing so earthshattering that I’ll need time to recover from, which is a luxury.…

  • Still winter

    Still winter

    I never knew how much rage the sight of snow could provoke. I mean, it’s so pretty and white, fluffy and falling like tiny ice cream from the sky. Except, I’m so incredibly tired of seeing it. It feels sometimes that all I remember is endless landscapes of white, and winter-blue skies Where has the…