Ramblings of my life
I strike a match and the flame jumps as if just woken from a long nap and then, gently, I lower the flame to the crooked wick of the candle, hunched over and tired from past sessions. The flame catches slowly and begins to rise. Its head begins peeking up over the edge of the… Continue reading Moments: The Candle
One of my earliest memories is of you holding me one summer during a thunderstorm at the lake. The trees all around us flailed in the wind, groaning and thrashing about like wild animals from so many stories read. The sounds and sights of the angry sky above gave me such a fright and shook me to… Continue reading Rain and Giants
Scrolling through your Facebook feed can sometimes be a dangerous thing. While I've known this fun piece of wisdom for some time, it really only dawned on me the other day when I stumbled upon a post that I normally would have scrolled right past...save for one word in the headline. That word was "rescue".… Continue reading Rescued: A Change in Perspective
He walks through the door, uncertain of what awaits; eyes wide and heavy of breath. I am there to greet him, like so many times before – like so many others before. He doesn’t know. But I do. His friend hesitates but tries desperately not to meet his gaze. This moment has been a long… Continue reading A Sudden Goodbye
For six long weeks, we’ve been a family. Many of us had already worked together. For some, we met as complete strangers. Over time though, the goal we set out to achieve bound us together. I watched with delight as we rehearsed and built our characters up layer by layer until they were real people;… Continue reading The Last Curtain: A Ghost Story
I have been staring at a blank screen on my computer for the better part of an hour now thinking of something clever to write. It's sad, but true. Quite often, I have so many topics of things I would love to write about ready to go; subjects or opinions that I am rather passionate… Continue reading Quiet Does Not Mean Silence
It is amazing what we can accomplish when we give our creative selves a chance to explore, play and run free. As I've mentioned in a previous post, "What Am I?", I had the opportunity to take a creative writing course this past fall. To this point, I had always enjoyed writing, but had never… Continue reading The Paperclip: Based on a True Story
A question that everybody is all too familiar with, I'm sure. That famous moment when you pause, think and ask yourself, "What am I and/or who am I?" This question is never an easy one to answer and sometimes the journey it will lead you on is scary, enlightening and unexpected. We all have to… Continue reading What Am I?
Foolishly, I went looking for signs of her.... Today, I put on my coat and boots and put the leash on my dog to take her for a walk. A moment before I left, a random thought comes to my mind and I grab my camera, hoping maybe I will see something of interest. Excitement… Continue reading Lament to Autumn
Today I took a walk to clear my head. The sun was shining, the air was crisp but warm and a slight breeze was blowing. In my mind, it is a perfect day. Just to be clear though, I still had work to do, and stresses, and worries, and chores to do throughout the day.… Continue reading Confession: My Secret Love Affair With Autumn
