I was traveling down the long dirt road behind my grandmother’s house when I saw it. It stood alone. It was the prettiest tree I had ever seen, the sunlight hit its branches as though each was lightly wrapped in twinkling white lights. And, nestled in the middle, was a tree house. I wondered if…
Shortly after I heard the screen door slam and my mother crank up the station wagon, I went back to exploring the house. I walked the halls, my mind in tune with each creaky step of the wooden floorboards. Running my hands gently over the walls, the banister, I let my thoughts wander to…
Little by little we let go of loss but never of love. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly – that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp. You never get over the loss of your beloved. They live forever in your broken heart.…
I landed with a thud. Sliding down the old wooden banister to the first floor was exhilarating. Having only seen that in movies, I was impressed I was able to pull it off. “Eden, I need to make a run into town and meet with the funeral director. I’ll be back in about an hour.…
“Eden, where the hell are you?” my mom called from somewhere downstairs. I couldn’t tell exactly what side of the house her voice drifted up from as we had only been here a week, and this was by far the biggest house we had ever lived in. When we arrived last week, I had…
It’s the kind of day you would light a match just to watch it burn, if not for the drops that would extinguish the flame. Not those falling from the sky, but those traveling down your face. It’s the kind of day you long for the numbness you’ve trained your heart to embrace because…
“It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space,” T. S. Eliot Every object holds a value. Whether the value is monetary or sentimental, a material possession is something we can’t take with us when we die. The rational part of our brain knows this and accepts it. The other…
Courage looks different depending on where you’re standing. Sometimes you’re the one in need of a little bravery to take the next step. Other times, you’re standing on the outside looking in, wishing you could magically transfer just enough courage to support someone who needs a boost. What does courage actually look like? When my…
I’m the reason GPS was invented. I’m also the reason disclaimers are written, but that’s for another day. As a young driver, I found myself lost more times than I care to admit. Back then, GPS did not exist so my options were to unfold a paper map knowing I would never get that sucker…
Photo by burak kostak on Pexels.com I’m here now. Please, take my hand. We were good together once. We can be again. You always were more stubborn than me, but now I’m the one who isn’t giving up. We vowed we would be together forever. I know I broke that promise once, but…
LITTLE MISS WORDY 