We found Mynamar on the map and which continent claims it (Asia). We talk about the oceans and land separating us from them and one kids connects that the whole world looks like puzzle pieces shaken in a box and glued on the map. She's not wrong. Her brothers chime in with opinions and thoughts … Continue reading A Super Continent and Quantum Physics
Hay fields hold dreams and cattle make up his future herd...
Beauty defies and springs up in the cracks of broken places, crooked edges, empty spaces, split wide open hearts.
I wanted to mock her, to tell her wiping that smug grin off that innocent face may save you some heartache in about six years. She and the kids, all stacked up on the stairs, a sweet portrait surprise for the husband who in a few years would barely know her. The kids would survive … Continue reading Dear Smiling Lady,
When the story you own no longer owns you, the sprint to stop the scarring stops.
Turns out that losing brings out the worst in a lot of people. And I still want to vomit before speaking in front of people.
What if- when I'd opened the oven door and fed those flames of Hades more breath, it all went to hell in dinner's bread-basket?
If hate is liar liar, pants on fire, love is the smothering blanket to put it out and let us all get back to the business of living large in favor of each other, not tearing each other apart.
Stories leave us slack jawed, wonder struck, knee deep in awe and weak kneed in love.
The everything days can beat us down, exhaust us, divide us. These are hard. But hard doesn't exclude good.