Five Minute Friday: Comfort

So many times writing prompts bring my thoughts to childhood memories. But lately, I seem to be slipping back into a time of suspended youth without prompting, meditating on a life already lived. I look at my children and wonder what memories they will hold on to for the rest of their lives. I can … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Comfort

Five Minute Friday: Home

I know I should say things like "home is where the heart is" or "home is about the people, not the place" but that would be false. Home really is a place to me. It is where I can let my guard down, speak without fear of being unloved or unwanted for my thoughts or … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Home

What you say hurts as much as how you say it

It would probably be safe to eat off her bathroom floor. Actually, her house is so clean that it would probably be safe to eat out of her toilet bowls. I don't know how she does it all, seriously. There are active children in her house, large animals and a husband. Meals are always prepared, … Continue reading What you say hurts as much as how you say it

Conception of Motherhood

I don't know much about my conception, other than the knowledge of how babies are born. My mom reminded me for years, still does, that my dad was her one and only. They court each other every day. I know the love that created me, because I see it in their stolen kisses in the … Continue reading Conception of Motherhood

The Calm Before the Storm

4:50am. I couldn't sleep. My bladder was so full it hurt to breath or roll over. Luna puppy slept soundly on my pillow. There was light snoring going on from the far side of the bed as well. My head was already in panic mode thinking about the uncleaned house waiting for me. My baby brother and … Continue reading The Calm Before the Storm