we forget

It’s Five-Minute Friday over at Lisa-Jo Baker’s, and today the word is MIGHTY.   We hunch over from the burden.   We slog through the mire of life, one step at a time.   We fret over unpaid bills and pray that the paycheck will stretch to...

see

In sixteen days it will be one year since our humming aircraft coasted at cruising altitude in the perfect blueness above.  Then a thick down comforter of clouds appeared below as the plane gradually descended.  Soon the blanket was no longer below us, but we were...

five-minute friday | red

Our first-time dinner guest crossed the threshold into our living room and surveyed his surroundings.  Taking in the duo of cranberry swivel arm chairs and matching throw pillows accenting a milky white overstuffed couch, he complimented, “Ooh, I like the red!” Little...

tell me your story

She sat alone on the shoreline, hugging her knees to her chest, toes buried in the cool, damp sand.  He came and sat next to her, shoulder to shoulder, in silence at first, together listening to the waves lap against the shore. “Tell me your story,” He said, almost in...

broken

broken are the shards of glass that cut the soles of those who trod oh-so-carefully amidst jagged edges and harsh words lashed broken are the sobs of the survivors, forgotten in the dark solitude behind closed doors, floors strewn with soggy, wadded tissues broken are...

living in the in-between

  Where tubes of toothpaste and patience get squeezed from the bottom, the top and the in-between.   Where time passes with the click of a mouse and drags like a whiny toddler down a grocery store aisle.     Where graves are dug and happiness...