My Son’s Mother

via Daily Prompt: Betrayed He wasn't my son, not yet. My stomach twisted sharply pulling into the parking lot. I scanned the park playground through my open window for a face similar to the sweet boy eagerly waiting to get out of my car. Children ran and screamed, jumping from monkey bars to swings, flying … Continue reading My Son’s Mother

Five Minute Friday: Belong

I picture you here, snuggled under layers of covers, watching movies with your sisters. I picture Sunday morning pancakes, Friday night pizza parties, and ice-cream runs in the middle of the week. I picture Lego building marathons, afternoons baking cookies, trips to libraries, the museums, and the soccer fields. I picture you. You were not … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Belong

This is my inside

I hoped Ed Sheeran would be my muse this morning. His music has been playing on shuffle for the last hour, but instead of being creatively ignited by rhythm and lyrics, I have merely been bobbing my head up and down, rocking shoulders left and right, in the midst of an imaginary crowd of musicians, surrounded … Continue reading This is my inside