Photo by Cottonbro on Pexels.com Disassociation is what the doctors called it. It will soon get better with these pills, they said. But many weeks went by without a sign of relief, As the depression continued to fill me with dread. Constant darkness hovered, with no lights in sight, I had to find a better... Continue Reading →
The light draws us home. A lantern in the doorway. Joy is in the air. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: air and lantern.
Fandango's Friday Flashback asks us to expose newer readers to earlier posts that they might not have seen from the same day years ago. I have only been posting two years, so I went back to September, 2017, when I was first started this blog. This was the closest to September 13th I could get.... Continue Reading →
I looked out the window and saw a robin, and I said aloud, "Hello, fellow earth dweller. Don't you look beautiful with that red breast!" I thought about how gorgeous God made every creation. Then, it hit me: Human beings are beautiful as well. Then, as I walked with Douglas as he played disc golf,... Continue Reading →
There seems to be a light instilled in me Meant to show other people the way To believe in their value and their worth, And to find joy in living each day. It's as if Someone has plugged me in, I can feel the current of urgency To write words that motivate and inspire, As... Continue Reading →
We took our faithful, neglected, Ping Pong table and painted the white lines in phosphorescent paint. Then we did the same for the net, the balls, and the paddles. Now we were ready for Halloween. Every Halloween, the staid Doctors and their proper wives came to our house for our Halloween party. We tried to... Continue Reading →
Troubles are equal opportunities events, having no regard for social class status, race or ethnicity, gender, or occupation. Everyone at some time or another will suffer a trial or tribulation that seems too overwhelming to survive. One trouble that often appears too dark and deep to weather is an attempt to defame our character by... Continue Reading →
I did not know what was happening. When I boarded the bus or the train to work, I would break out in a sweat and my heart would beat so hard that I just knew other people could hear it. I believed I was dying, and I was terrified of dying among strangers. Fellow passengers... Continue Reading →