“Are you okay, beauty?” “Not so much, but it’s really something I should not discuss because it should never have been in the first place. I’m sure karma and her friends are raining down upon my head. I deserve to battle alone…” No. That is a lie. A lie that …
holding up your heart under the wide open moon.
“When my heart feels so much, I need you to help it. You are the one who knows hearts. “ “I don’t know that I know hearts. I just believe in them. “ We are on the freeway, spinning toward home under a wide-open moon. A plane is coming …
You are the saving grace of your own survival
The seizures were threatening to kill him, her only son. There was no choice. When he was in the hospital – having his skull opened to remove the tumor and during the long recovery that followed- she wore her wonder woman panties every day. Until they were as frayed …
i know nothing {wisdom for a life of beautiful uncertainty}
I know nothing. She is sitting in a park when I speak these words for the first time. I picture her there. Worn blanket hastily pulled from the trunk and hastily thrown on cool fall grass. Leaves overhead beginning to spiral their way into the approaching dormancy of winter. Reverberation …