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When Summer Sneaks In and Puts Up Its Feet

Summer is here. It seemed to have slipped in during the night when we weren’t looking, creeping quietly through the screen door, kicking up its feet and asking for an iced tea. It’s says here I am. And I’m delicious. Summer is all skinned knees and toes rubbed raw from the pool’s rough steps. It’s […]

Here

I’m participating in Five Minute Friday (a day late but oh well) sponsored by one of my favorite bloggers, Lisa-Jo Baker. Five minutes, just writing. No more. And . . . go. The prompt: “Here” Little one, I remember sitting in the car, my head turning backward to see what we had accomplished. We had filled […]

The Heaviest, Most Delicate Things

I wear these three initials around my neck. You would think these small things would’ve broken off by now given the life of the one who wears them. And the hands that grab at them. And the wild journey behind them. But they rest secure right in the center, moving with the heartbeat that reverberates […]