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Hello, Goodbye

The Autumn of 1996 was such a roller coaster of a season. My mother had been to and from the doctor's so many times for treatments for her cancer. She had Lymphoma, Non-Hodgkins, and a lot of times she had to stay over night or for weeks at a time. I lived near the High… Continue reading Hello, Goodbye

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The Walk

  The Walk   Matching step for step Fingers wrapped in mine Red hair flowing - Result of what love designed.   The same concrete My feet walked Never thought I'd repeat - My heart unlocked.   Holding her hand tight, I never want to let go. Hasty - time takes flight And soon she… Continue reading The Walk

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Autumn Thief

  Autumn Thief    Countless leaves under my feet Mere months ago up so high Boots maintain a steady beat. Another. Another. Falls from the sky.   The narrow path - red and golden Time, once again, claims its victims Days shorter, and now, much colder Crunch. Crunch. All to be done is listen.  … Continue reading Autumn Thief

Death, Dogs, Goodbye, Love, Memories, Writing

Goodbye, My Dear Friend

  Eight years ago, this summer, I remember being in a one bedroom apartment with my then fiancé (now husband). I had just moved here, to Kentucky, in September of 2005 and never doubted that decision. Though, I did want something more that was always a near constant in my life. A dog. I asked him… Continue reading Goodbye, My Dear Friend

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“Time: A Harsh Mistress” Available

For the past eighteen years, I have wanted to do something that I thought would never happen. Until today. I wanted to give my mama a birthday present. February 19, 1996 was the last time I would ever be able to celebrate my mother's birthday with her. After that, I couldn't give her a gift.… Continue reading “Time: A Harsh Mistress” Available

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Finding My Way

I have found myself thinking over the last year. The year 2013 was not that kind to me in the way of certain things I wanted to accomplish. I am pretty sure everyone has a rough patch in their lives and I suppose that was to be the year for mine. It really isn't a… Continue reading Finding My Way

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Daily Prompt: Eat, Drink, and Be Merry…

…for tomorrow we die. The world is ending tomorrow! Tell us about your last dinner — the food, your dining companions, the setting, the conversation.     If tomorrow this all came to an end, and I knew it, I would open my eyes from what I did earlier this morning. I would remember the… Continue reading Daily Prompt: Eat, Drink, and Be Merry…

Adulthood, Death, Depression, Goodbye, Growing Up, Love, Memories, People, Writing, Youth

Grieving

It's been awhile since I've written a proper blog. I am compelled to write this for a number of different reasons. August 29th marked the day in which twenty one years ago that I experienced my first time of losing someone that I loved so deeply. I was nine years old and I learned of… Continue reading Grieving

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The Final Kiss

                  The Final Kiss     Bits and pieces of stardust Flying through space Our doorstep it lands... Curious modest place   Is this what I'm made of? The same as you Came from up above Surely, cannot be true...   Black canvas like velvet Sent a… Continue reading The Final Kiss

Adulthood, Childhood, Death, Goodbye, Love, Memories, Poetry, Writing, Youth

Dying Dust

        Dying Dust     Emerald blades of grass Underneath bared feet Wind through red hair Sky as blue as my eyes   Before it all went insane A time when mud pies And playing with sticks Not knowing heart break...   Outside until black velvet And winking, dying dust Only when… Continue reading Dying Dust