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Icy Touch

Icy Touch Broken heart and clenched fists Not a stranger to agony's stinging kiss. Somehow, still not prepared for this - Thirst for vengeance, so hard to dismiss.   Death's icy touch grazes yet again Never relenting… never showing mercy. Human flaws, consequences inhumane, The end came too quick for his journey.   Neither old age… Continue reading Icy Touch

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My Daughter’s Soul

  My Daughter's Soul Seventeen-year-old Sami Abrams has been blessed throughout her life: an unbreakable friendship with Darius Levine, academic and athletic scholarship offers, life in the dynamic city of New Orleans, and a devoted family.  The Abrams have learned to stay strong together in their Christian faith despite how unforgiving life can be. However, when… Continue reading My Daughter’s Soul

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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

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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Origin

    Open the first photo album you can find — real or virtual, your call — and stop at the first picture of yourself you see there . Tell us the story of that photo.   Origin   Looking through old photos, I'm stopped in my tracks. The moment we first said hello As… Continue reading Origin

Abuse, Adulthood, Blogging, Cancer, Childhood, Christianity, Death, Depression, Growing Up, Love, Memories, Poetry, Siblings, Wordpress, Worry, Writing, Youth

“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

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

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Mourning..

    Mourning Every day someone is lost Another soul gone too soon Never easy to lose one Although it happens incessantly   I'm not the only one that's cried That's held my pillow tight Praying for it to all be a dream Nightmare rather, that they died   I'm not the only one that's… Continue reading Mourning..