Kathy was on the couch, with her left foot resting on a pillow. Having hurt her foot, she could do not more than watch television and look out of the front window. She was glad that no one could see her, for her hair was standing up all over her head like she had on... Continue Reading →
Looking yesterday at the picture of a Native American Vietnam veteran being harassed by a group of young boys, I felt such sorrow. What is taught to children through the media, at school, and at home impacts not just the student and the teacher, but everyone who comes in contact with that child. It was... Continue Reading →
It's really not all that ground-shaking for most people to find a new friend. But for me, it seems earth-shattering and good. I have never known how to make friends, and decided that in my older years, I would try to change. I learned to be a loner, to protect myself from pain and rejection.... Continue Reading →
Well I think it's funny That you refuse to understand How nervous I get each time I have to perform after your band. People have listened to great music, Cuddled up with their latest honey, Then, I am expected to go on stage And try to compete by being funny. You tell me that I... Continue Reading →
I was not born to cook! I have high intelligence, but when it comes to fixing food of any kind, I am just lost. I tried to explain this to my new boyfriend, John, but he assured me that anyone can cook fish. So, on a lovely Saturday morning, clear skies and the sun shining... Continue Reading →
I looked at that duct-taped door. It nearly brought tears to my eyes, When I remembered the happy times We shared before and after children arrived. I remembered the moment after our "I do's," You wanted to carry me across the threshold. Unfortunately, I weighed a little too much, But I still saw you as... Continue Reading →
Snow covers everything in the backyard. Yet, I can picture the furrowed rows of plumb, red tomatoes, ready for summer picking. I can almost taste the sweet meatiness of a beefsteak tomato, feeling the juice haphazardly running down my chin. Posted for the Weekend Writing Prompt for Sammisscribbles: Furrowed in 40 words.
Katie is grieving the passing of her son, Jake. With as much energy as she can muster, she has planned a wonderful service for the celebration of Jake's life. She will have the repast after the burial at her home, with food provided by members of her church who want to do something to help... Continue Reading →
Better to risk love Than to get left on the vine. Mama's sage advice. Written for Ronovan's Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #236: sage and vine.
This week, Douglas and I, along with the other Sunday School teacher, were told by our pastor to lock the church doors before we start Sunday School. Anyone who wants to come in will need to ring the bell or use their key, if they are a member of the leadership team at church. There... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 