My mother-in-law loved to go mushroom-hunting before she had a series of small strokes. She knew every mushroom paradise in the state parks near her house, especially places filled with Chantrelles, a very lovely golden color. She would show us what to look for, and oh, the excitement when my in-laws found a patch of... Continue Reading →
Poem written for the One-Rhyme Friday Challenge from Judy Dykstra Brown, in which only one rhyme is used. I decided to try my hand at it. A dear friend called me today, And she had much to me to say: When your situation becomes a fray, It's good to have a friend who knows to... Continue Reading →
I loved the mixture of colors in the tiles, and that it gives the illusion that the middle section is higher than the sides, but it's not. One of our friends saw a picture of me walking on the tiles, and she asked how I kept from falling! This was in Alicante, Spain, near the... Continue Reading →
Daniel began the difficult task of cleaning out years of lives spent together. He wanted to stay in his home, but his daughters, Lauren and Mary, had convinced him that it was not a great idea to remain where so many memories lingered. The oldest, Mary, had declared his desire to live alone an "overindulgence"... Continue Reading →
With my ears near her beating heart, And her calloused hands holding me close, I knew that I was always safe in her arms, No matter what trials and troubles arose. She chastised me justly when I was wrong, But never to hurt me or to put me down. It was her way of ensuring... Continue Reading →
Caroline looked out of the window of the old farmhouse. She lived so far away from her nearest neighbors that she always felt such an emptiness in her heart and in her life. The loneliness of seeming to be the only person in the world robbed her of the joy of looking at the beauty... Continue Reading →
I made a decision when I was about age 12 that the safest way to never be hurt by other people was not to love anyone, even in intimate relationships when I became an adult. At such a tender age, I decided that I would never marry anyone whom I could not give up without... Continue Reading →
Well, Mark, I think you chose some good sayings for the candy hearts. But, I think that "Adore me" kind of misses the point. It's a little like stalking, don't you think, a command rather than a declaration of love? I don't think people will find it cute! (256 characters) Written for the Twittering Tales... Continue Reading →
She always struck me as the epitome of good sense, a no-nonsense kind of person, and she was my favorite teacher when I was school age. She was tough, but fair in her grades and in her praise. So, I was surprised when she adopted the black grimalkin that she found hiding among the billowy... Continue Reading →
I wrote a story about a special teacher this weekend, and in doing so, I realized that I did not leave the after-effects of those days behind me. So much of what occurred that fourth-grade year impacts how I act today. For example, my greatest fear is not drowning or falling off a cliff, but... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 