I’m sorry. I understand. I mean I don’t understand, but I think I might know why. Not exactly…maybe… I watch you. I can see you clutching your secrets tightly near your heart as you melt, ever so slowly, as a candle burning to nonexistence, into your grave. I tried walking beside you, leading the way,Continue reading “When the Gates Go Down: So Much I Wish I Could Say”
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Vessels
Deep inside lies the truth. The wall is made of so many things which, separately, split souls that cry out to the empty darkness, but bound together become impenetrable. I know, because I have tried to push it down, to cause it to crumble. It seems nearly sacred, guarded against all that is good andContinue reading “Vessels”
Luke Ate The Snowstorm
“Last year, at this place in Michigan, they got FIFTY-THREE FEET of snow IN ONE DAY.” The words spilled emphatically from his mouth and sent forth little drops of spit that distracted me, but only slightly, as I imagined this extraordinary snow occurrence which, in his mind, had certainly happened. “Maybe you mean fifty-three inches?Continue reading “Luke Ate The Snowstorm”
Mother
In the morning, I saw my mother in the mirror for the very first time. A bit later that same day, my husband reminded me that my mother-in-law was four years younger than me when she lost her husband to cancer. There was a magnificent purple in the dusky sky as it beckoned nightfall. IContinue reading “Mother”
The Way Home
It wouldn’t have mattered how many books I had read or that I had attended lectures and breakout sessions from the foremost experts in the field. Whether I had a master’s degree or the highest level, most current certification was insignificant. It meant nothing, and it never would. I had coffee with a longtime friendContinue reading “The Way Home”
Laughing
Sometimes, I can see it getting closer, But mostly, it’s really far away. I try hard to keep it from coming back, but I can’t. It’s fierce, lively, bright, sharp, glorious, and terribly sad, all at the same time. Even from a distance, its force brings me to my knees. I try to catch it,Continue reading “Laughing”
Girl on the Swing
On the day that summer turned to fall, I took my little son to the park. The blue of the sky made the clouds stand out, drawing our attention to the heavens. There was a college-aged girl on a swing when we arrived. Though I studied her, her eyes never met mine; maybe she neverContinue reading “Girl on the Swing”
Ode to My Child’s Teacher
You have been my child’s teacher, and I am grateful. For a span of nearly twenty-five years, children of mine have had the privilege of being taught, nurtured, cared for, and loved by so many extraordinary teachers, men and women who have helped to form these young beings into who they are. My nearly grownContinue reading “Ode to My Child’s Teacher”
See Ya, Buttheads
It was the wax bottles, the Maryjanes, the sixlets, and the caramel bullseyes, along with a vast array of other vintage candies that held my attention until I looked to the direction of my son. We were at a downtown sweet shop, and he was engaged in conversation with a young girl who looked toContinue reading “See Ya, Buttheads”
Racing the Clouds
“I know a lot about dinosaurs. My favorite is the Velociraptor.” “Is that a big one?” I immediately regretted encouraging this boy to carry on with what was clearly going to be more information than I could…or would want to… process. We were at a birthday party, and my little son was playing ball withContinue reading “Racing the Clouds”
