Losing Words

I reach over to feel the cup.  The coffee has cooled down enough for Tzila to drink. "Would you like your coffee now?" She nods and opens her mouth slightly.  I lift the cup to her lips carefully.  A bit spills over her mouth and onto her apron.  I give her a napkin.  Her hands … Continue reading Losing Words

Young and Restless

Age has been on my mind. It's natural, I suppose.  Birthdays do bring about such thoughts. My thoughts on growing old are mixed.  I am unlike most people and yearn to be older.  I feel so incredibly young and inexperienced.  I have barely lived my life.  Half of the third of my expected lifespan was … Continue reading Young and Restless