Stories

  • Blog Day 2: Identity

    Well, here I am still sticking it out, trying to figure it all out. Today is day 2 of my attempting to cultivate this calling. With trying to figure out how to naviagte daily life, motherhood, and the new venture of being what many would call a “writer”. Wow, that still sounds wrong, I don…

  • Present but Missing

    There they sat 5 feet from one another, yet they spoke from a million miles away; I sat and observed them moving their mouths with nothing but white noise coming out.  Mouths moving, eyes lost in a mindless gaze. The world was calling them, begging for their attention.  With one scroll they could see into…

  • Goodbye House

    I said goodbye, goodbye to an old form of myself. I boarded up all the windows. All the doors were bolted shut. Everything that once crept in was no longer allowed an entrance.   I said goodbye to the feeling of being wanted, goodbye to the need of being needed, goodbye to all shimmers of love.  …

  • Blog Day 1: Diving into the blog adventure.

    Hi, if you are here that means that the internet has pushed you so deep into its belly that you now find yourself here; reading the blog of a married mom of 3, trying to pursue her love of the written word. Now, am I an expert writer? No. I can say that I have…

  • Leaving the Past.

    It started off like all other days. Coffee to help fuel the tired, lifeless body that had to walk this earth. A small scroll through what was a sucking abyss disguised as a form of communication; warm shower to help the lonely, pale cells that were covered by cold flesh. Nothing seemed to be different…

  • To love

    To love is to brake , To brake is to grow, Growing is change , Change is TERRIFYING Therefore we do not love.