There are certain moments in a person's life that they can remember what they were doing on an exact day. August 6, 2016, which was one year ago today, is one of those times for me. It was the last time I've seen and hugged my 'wasbund'. I don't want to call him an 'ex-husband'… Continue reading Shimmer Of Hope
During this time last year, I wrote on different stages of my thought process as I sought out help for my anxiety and depression. For those of you who have followed me over the years, you may recall how I bit the bullet and kept those appointments with my therapist. If you're new, here are… Continue reading Set Adrift
It seems that the older we get, the harder we find it to take those little precious moments out of life and do things that truly bring us an immense amount of joy - pleasure, if you will. While I completely understand and know that we can't be a child again 24/7, I feel that… Continue reading What’s Your Pleasure?
I was born in 1982 and can remember most of the 80's as well as into the 90's. Growing up was a bit bittersweet. I started learning about how people can let you down. How some people that you thought were your friends one day could turn around the next and tell you that you… Continue reading Your Old Buddy Ernest.
As you get older, there are certain moments from your youth that you reflect upon and revisit. Those moments that truly stuck with you. Words that have been said and certain events that took place. I think quite often about time that has long since passed. I remember the things and lessons that people taught me.… Continue reading I Remember…
Taking a deep breath and a brief pause to rub the bridge of his nose, Damon closed his eyes after staring at the blinking cursor for a full 30 minutes. The bloody thing was merely there to taunt him. Nothing more. The caffeine from the coffee was supposed to give him a boost of… Continue reading The Ritual
The new year, 2016, is already a month and a half gone. So far, I've celebrated turning another trip around the sun on January 29 and turning 34 years old. I do count seeing another year a blessing. Life is short and it does seem, the older I get, the faster it goes. As far… Continue reading Breaking Through
Today's Daily Prompt Live to Eat asks, "How far I would travel for the best meal of my life? As the first sentence says, some people eat to live and others live to eat. It really depends on my mood. I, admittedly, do a lot of tasks by how I'm feeling. If I'm deep into… Continue reading Shirley’s Soup
Big Dreams Tiny little things, Miniature with big dreams. Keep moving forward. © Susan Reed | Photography and Poetry Written in response to this week's photography challenge: Close Up
Dear Mama, It's been nearly 20 years since I've heard your voice or spoken to you. Yet, through a random prompt on the internet I stumbled upon today, I'm writing you a letter. There are a lot of "somethings" I wish I could tell you and questions to ask you. If you could see… Continue reading Dear Mom