Where there’s a will…
Yes, I’m up at 2 in the morning. There was no other choice the moment my brain asked, “If a dog had wings, would it be called a flog?” If a meteor was on… Continue reading
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Senseless B-Day Sarcasm : Celebrate
Once upon a time, there was a little girl with light blonde hair. More than anything else, she wanted a pony. For her birthday, her mother made a white dress with… Continue reading
Senseless Sunday Sarcasm: Family talents
My son is a poet: The I-can’t-breathe-without-it variety. This is one of his idols: Another of his poetry books will be published by Finishing Line Press. Sometime this century. I am the… Continue reading
Ballade
I reach for a thought that melts away …snow falling outside a sliding glass door …children playing in white too bright for my mind. Only shadows remain. She looks into my camera, her… Continue reading
Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Parenting cycles
What I remember about my mother can be summed up into 3 cliches: There is a silver lining behind every cloud It’s darkest just before dawn. A penny saved is a penny earned.… Continue reading
Face to Face with mortality
Dear Mortality, You arrived at my door last week, frantically knocking. Why can’t you call first for an appointment? Why do you have to tiptoe past the dogs and then laugh at my… Continue reading
Father’s Day thoughts
As a parent of children 43 and 41, I remember what it’s like to be “on-call” 24/7. As a grandparent, I know that both my children can tell you the same thing: Parents… Continue reading
99 word prompt : too many hands
June 13, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about the work of many hands. Is it a cooperative effort or something else? Go where the prompt leads!… Continue reading
99 word prompt : Splash
June 3, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that makes a big splash. It can be fluid, or you can play with the idiom (to make a… Continue reading
Why I like my children as well as love them
I believe parental perception changes over time. It’s not an easy metamorphosis. I’ll never forget the day my daughter refused to let me go out with her anymore, when she went bar-hopping with… Continue reading