Memories
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A Handicap
I can’t record audiobooks in this country because of my heavy accent. When I audited for an organization I support, they said, “In ... -
Cloud Fairy
I hide amidst the rolling cloudsBecause it’s where I find you mostYour jokes and voice now memoriesBut here you are my friend I miss ... -
Christmas on Gator Lane
At Coffee House Writers, we were asked to write about a holiday memory. I have fond memories of the most wacky Christmas I ever ... -
Flying Kites and Dogfights – Part 2
Although our home is small, the rooms are sizable and airy, with twelve-foot ceilings. Clerestory windows above doors increase natural light and air circulation. ... -
Every Gilded Ounce
I have given Did I ever give enough? Was there any more to give? I received Every gilded ounce Were her frayed fragments Ever enough What is enough? What is ... -
Time To Dream
Recommit Yourself We are two weeks into November. I’m supposed to have over 25,000 words. My document has a pitiful 200. Most people would ... -
Freshly Churned Butter and Peeled Almonds
Some mornings I wake up to a parade of memories—whiffs and tastes of childhood emerge from a dream and linger on vividly and wistfully. ... -
The Plight of Motherhood
She gave her birth, breathed life into her. Fed, caressed, soothed, punished. Comforted again. She got her to believe in all things unreal or ... -
The Craziest Thing That I’ve Ever Done
I’m finally holding on to letting go. What is the power of letting go? Well, when you have to find your own power, when ... -
Moonlight Words
Have I reached the summit? Of my Mt Kosciusko Is it time to retire? To the valley below Mt Beauty Or will I remain here? Within the shadows of ...
