This morning, after dropping my daughter off for her last day of second grade, my son and I were engaged in one of our typical drive-to-school chats. "Mommy, can you tell me a scary story? How about 'The Haunted Rock' or 'The Broken Elevator in the Toy Store,' can you tell me those scary stories, and make them ...
"Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example,'The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her..." -Pablo Neruda *** Tomorrow, it will be one week. One week since I got a call from a ...
This is not a happy post. But it is hopeful. And hopeful is the best we can do. *** I love home decorating, especially covering my walls with meaningful pieces, as 511 suggests. But in all honesty, I am not yet in a place in my life where I can collect a lot of real art; I have my ...
This morning, as I straightened up my kitchen, I found an old picture that I had developed; It was a photo of Ernest Hemingway, aged and bearded, writing with a pen on a legal pad. *** Recently, I found a journal that I had kept as a child. In it I had proclaimed that I wanted to ...
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