Michael from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie requested that this week we compose a response to the prompt: Finding Something Forgotten. Once, I dared to leave my hometown and travel life's roads alone when I was just 24 years old. I was clad with only my hope in God. I wanted to prove the skeptics wrong, those who... Continue Reading →
I met my goal of 125 pounds, but then the holidays hit, and now I struggle to lose the three pounds that I gained. Admittedly, I have, like most Americans, felt overwhelmed at the events of last Wednesday, and needed comfort food. Douglas made Banana-Walnut muffins and Banana-Walnut Bread. I have been eating as if... Continue Reading →
Photo from Goodfreephotos.com Dark is defeated! A new light glows in the sky! My fears are reduced. Written very late for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: A new star is born. I always feel protected and safe when I see the stars. The thought of a new one means even greater light in... Continue Reading →
My gym has reopened, and with the Silver Sneakers program, I can return to exercising for free. Douglas went to visit the gym, on my insistence, and found that the owner had made changes that should keep people safe in these days, even as we live in one of the states with coronavirus rates that... Continue Reading →
It has been nearly 18 years since I learned to drive at age 50, and yet, before yesterday, when it rained hard, Douglas would take me to work. So, I had never really driven in a hard rain. The one time I found myself in a downpour, I was able to pull into the local... Continue Reading →
Photo by Kalhh at Pixabay.com Kathie hated visiting Aunt Betsy's house. It was the only time she had "accidents" in the night. Mother told her that her cousins weren't afraid to go to the outhouse. Kathie responded, "Mother, the ghosts know them, but they don't know me. Who lives in a cemetery, anyway?" (275 characters)... Continue Reading →
Dark skin, Beautiful one, God made. Not white, Still of value, God loved. I’m scared, In my country, God kept. Written for the OctPoWriMo 2019 Challenge, Day 25. Prompt for today is White, and the form of poem a musette.
Katie knew that her mother thought she was doing what was right for her precious daughter. But, she wrapped Katie in a bubble of fear, not allowing her to experience the real world, unlike the other children playing outside their windows. Some days, Katie wanted to scream at her mother to let her go outside... Continue Reading →
Standing at the base of the mountain, Looking up to where snow rested on top. I wanted to see the views from up there , But my fear of heights to that put a stop. The guide gushed of the wondrous views To be seen, if I would just be brave and go. Watching the... Continue Reading →
I once thought the boogie man was a figment of Mama's imagination. I was scared of every sound at night, huddled in my bed sheets until Morning came with the light that saved me and made me feel safe. But, one day I found out that the boogie man was all too real. Mama had... Continue Reading →
