She’s Got Moves
The first thing you would notice about her was her smile but only because you turned your head to look at her when she laughed. She
Those of us who are of a certain age, our children grown, with children of their own, wake to find another dear friend gone, and it doesn’t
Begin readingThe first thing you would notice about her was her smile but only because you turned your head to look at her when she laughed. She
Yesterday, the lapping of the waves and Mother Nature temporarily confused about the season with the sun’s rays more summerly, than fall, we walked along
October 28th 2022 I sit at the dining room table that came with the house we bought thirty six years ago. The now empty chairs that
I once was but am no longer A child thin as a rail Why walk when you can run Sitting still was just not possible I
The fog more than a mist shrouds the tree lined border of our yard The birds not visible are in conversation somewhere nearby Otherwise I am
It’s spring and the beauty of nature abounds As I look up at the trees framed against the white clouds and the blue blue sky,
Her story I need to I need to tell I need to tell her story Over and over Bits and pieces pieces of the puzzle Swirling
I am beginning a new journey and I am grateful for the vast, crazy, painful set of experiences we had because I have become sensitized, aware,
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My places of worship are the trails along the water, those that are under a canopy of trees that snake past rivers and lakes and through
Stuck, betwixt and between Stuck, smack dab in the middle of the proverbial rock and the increasingly familiar hard place Stuck, no two steps forward and
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