Sometimes I want to weep Cry my heart out For the little Girl child Living inside This old woman. Moon-faced Sorrow-full eyes Bowl-shaped hair Self-effacing smile. I want to Take...
I sleep like a baby. A newborn. On a good night, I get four hours sleep. On a not-so-good night it could be three, sometimes even two measly hours. I’m like one of those infants...
I’ve been taking vitamins and sundry supplements for as far back as I can remember. Because I was chronically anemic as a kid, Ma used to give me Carter’s Little Liver Pills....
I started getting migraines when I was eleven years old. The first one was a horror show, which morphed into a terrifying recurring nightmare. Over and over. Year over year....
I had lunch with a sweet friend recently, which was so nice and not something I’ve done much of over the past two years, with all things Covid affecting our lives. Big things,...
I think most people in their heart of hearts want to do good things, be kind, extend grace, lend a helping hand, forgive easily and love others. I think most people in their heart...
I want to… Go for a walk without being afraid of anything Go for lunch without making complicated plans Go to shops and touch things that catch my eye Go to a movie with a...
It’s starting to happen. Truth is, it’s been happening all along this life’s journey of mine. But now there’s a sweetness to it. An undeniable inevitable essence that...
It’s been twenty-one years since Ma and The Old Man checked out of Hotel Earth. They died five weeks apart in the dead of winter. Like many things in their life together, Ma...
In one of the upstairs bedrooms at 204, the one directly above the living room and first occupied by my two older brothers and then by me, there was this little foot-square wooden...
