Five Minute Friday: Friend

Sit in silence. Talk for hours. You can call me in the middle of the night. Your children have my number on speed dial. It's about presence, not presents. Presence of mind. Presence of spirit. It's not neat and tidy or sweet. It's loud and honest. It's telling each other the truths, even the hard … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Friend

Five Minute Friday: Present

Wednesday morning at 11 am, the view was unexpected and beautiful. A garden hidden between boarded up houses and run down lots. A block or two of renovated and rejuvenated old buildings, homes, and gardens. A reconstructed oasis in the outskirts of a forgotten downtown, reclaiming some history and dignity. Red brick streets warming in … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Present

Sometimes I purposely make messes to clean up messes

DW walked into our downstairs office a couple of weeks ago and unexpectedly found me rearranging furniture, bookshelves, and supplies. Again. "There is something seriously wrong with you," he said without a smirk, climbing over the piles of debris and around misplaced furniture, "it's like you have an illness or something." I have a plan, … Continue reading Sometimes I purposely make messes to clean up messes

Five Minute Friday: Friend

It's not Friday, I know, but I've been thinking about this prompt for several days. Friendship is something necessary to me - as necessary as breathing. But it changes as you get older. It was far easier to make friends in school, the choices were abundant. Of course, college was also an amazing place to … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Friend

Time is in the eye of the beholder

Sometimes I feel like I am battling myself, as if I am sifting through the stages of grief on a daily basis. Reflection is a double-edged sword. At times it reminds me of all the amazing moments I have had with my children, while other times it just highlights out how quickly my time with … Continue reading Time is in the eye of the beholder