The road seemed to go on forever. She closed her little eyes, hoping to escape the sea of tar around her. It was no use. The insides of her eyelids continued the monotonous black, white and yellow snaking dance of the past endless hours. She pressed her face against the glass, trying to ignore the … Continue reading Memories of a Disenchanted Past – Part 1
HE IS NOT A REPLACEMENT!
Since my son was born, there seems to be a collective sigh of relief emanating from those around me. Last night I confronted someone who was honest enough to confirm my feelings. Let me set things straight. My son is not a replacement son. He is my second son, my third child. Yes, I buried … Continue reading HE IS NOT A REPLACEMENT!
Dear Son,
As I look at you, so beautiful, so new, I am struck by a thousand thoughts colliding together in my heart and mind creating a symphony of love, an orcheshtra full of life, laughter and an overwhelmingly strong urge to give. I am so blessed to have carried you, birthed you, brought you home, be … Continue reading Dear Son,
Looks Like We Made It…
So you're here. Finally.
Leaving Legacies
There is something to be said about documenting a life. It took my grandmother years to compile her experiences during the war in written form. I now have a thick pamphlet to keep for my children so that I may one day give over her legacy accurately. My husband's grandmother always refused to speak of her wartime experiences. With the … Continue reading Leaving Legacies
Colloquially Speaking 