It was the middle of the day and Grace was in bed. She lay with her comforter wrapped snugly around her aching body and pulled up close to her face. She rolled onto her side and the fat tears that had been pooling in her eyes fell languidly, soaking her pillow. She hugged her arms close to her heart and… Read More
Oh, as you’re running What hindered love Will only become part of the story. Baby, you’re almost home. (Steffany Gretzinger) She looked at him tentatively, shifting in her seat so she could face him head on. The passing clouds floated carelessly outside the small window beside him. Another plane passed, miles away. It looked like a toy. “I want to… Read More
You can see them if you take the time to look. It doesn’t matter where you are; at the grocery store, in a bank lineup, or even sitting around your kitchen table. Take a second to see past the fog that perpetually surrounds the faceless forms we move around and past every day, just trying to get from Point A… Read More
A familiar scent washes over me as I make my way toward the large double sliding-doors that lead into my room at this oceanside vista. It smells like my mother’s lavender bushes but thicker and sweeter, laced with a fragrance that is new to me. I’ve never been to Costa Rica before. This is a new fragrance. The waves hit… Read More
Sometimes I come across something that triggers a memory from the past that I just can’t seem to shake. A scent, a piece of music, an experience that almost throws me into some kind of time warp where I end up dropping squarely in the middle of a moment in the past that I feel like I’ve lost somehow. It’s… Read More
I sit quietly. The warm wind gusts in fits and starts, like the ache in my heart. Some days, I can barely recollect the pain. Other days, as I open my eyes in the early morning, it’s still hard to breathe. I can never tell when the winds of sorrow are going to blow. They come from out of nowhere and leave as… Read More