My belly was getting close to touching the steering wheel. Recently I had cut my hair fairly short because being pregnant during a Texas summer is no joke. I was driving to my new home, with my mother-in-law in the passenger’s seat and my two little boys in the back, with the eldest’s beloved hamster…
Beyond All Understanding
The birds made noise above my head and I looked up to see one go inside the trunk of a large cedar tree. She wiggled her feathered body into a small hole where I assume her young were waiting for food. Not far away some of the children were laughing, I could hear their muffled…
Humbled
I have several memories of me laying on the long side of the sectional in my living room while someone brought me something. A meal or an ice pack. A glass of water or some sort of pill. An extra pillow or a t.v. remote. Some of the memories of people bringing food are a…
Routinely
I am an “everything has it’s place” kind of gal. The glasses in the cabinet have their specific spot, placed neatly next to each other. The coffee table books are angled on the coffee table just so, in a visually appealing stack. The pillows on the sofa go on the left and right corners, after…
Message Received
I broke my fibula, yes I did. And it hurt so damn bad. I missed the first step at the top of the stairs, in the dark and I fell. It really did all happen so fast: fall, knee twist, foot caught, land, pain. And the pain was like nothing I have ever felt before…
Waves
We parked our little suv on the sand and cement, just feet away from the ocean. We unloaded bags full of towels, sunscreen and toys. Probably a sippy cup or two. As we crossed the wooden walkway, the turquoise and white ocean presented itself in true beauty. There was no one else there, except one…
Daddy
His arms were the safest place when I was a child. They were comforting like a blanket, yet like a steel trap that no one could break through. His voice usually meant things were okay, unless they were not. Then it was more stern, but still his. His sideburns brushed against my face when I would…
Bullet Journals, Only Love Today & Take Flight
You know what is really cool? Paper. (It’s also cool when two random people in your life say you look like you’ve lost weight, within a week’s time. Just sayin’.) Anyway, I’ve always liked paper. To save, to cut, to write on, to tear, to use to draw or glue or paint on. Paper rocks….
Fixer Upper
I walked the dog through my parents’ neighborhood yesterday, trying to remember which families lived where. I passed by my childhood friend Corrie’s house, and thought about the fun we used to have there and how we made prank calls once to ask people if their refrigerator was running and if so, they better go catch…
A Random Saturday
The only two sounds I hear are the dryer as the clothes tumble around in the heat, and the air conditioner, blowing so hard, trying to combat the stifling heat outside. I look toward the window, the bright sun causing shadows on the blinds, large wood stripes across the panes to keep things out. I…