I posted over at Mama Says Om

This week’s theme made me pause. How does it speak to you?

Advice, please

So, here’s something about me: I’m shy on first meeting. No one believes me when I tell them that, but it’s painfully true. After the first introductions, I’m great.
Anyway, why you needed because: down the road a short distance live two teenage girls who I occasionally wave to as we drive past each other, […]

A Sunday list

… French toast with local syrup
…Freezing rain & sleet
….The power is back on (yesterday it was out nearly all day–a tree down at the end of the road)
…Reading Vanity Fair cover to cover
… Re-reading the underlined parts in favorite books
… Writing lesson plans for the week
…. Hibernating
What are you doing today?

The helter skelter arc of my heart

I took the day off from work, feeling crumpled and exhausted and near-to-tears. Work, post-traumatic stress, and life in general, has me feeling more anxious and more depressed than I have possibly ever felt in my life. Mostly, it’s the whole post-trauma stuff, which seems to permeate everything else.
Because I am an optimist, a […]

Another Morning Poem

Letting Go
I open my hand and the hundred small birds of my heart
flutter out, wings rumpled from the tight fist I’ve carried them in.
They fall to the ground before flying up, knowing something of soil and grief.
I can’t shake this feeling now. Nights up, hearing the house move,
the small birds flit restlessly about the […]

A morning poem

Like a cold draft from the crack in the lintel
the day of the killing keeps creeping back in;
making my heart beat faster, unbidden.
All the things I tried to avoid by covering my eyes
at the movie theater again and again
rush up now, in the quiet moments
when I’m there in the dark
rocking my son to sleep.
Or in […]

1st snow

It snowed this weekend. The first flakes started to fall in long slanting streaks just as evening tucked the valley in. We were inside with a fire going, hanging pictures (finally) on our walls, listening to a Mozart symphony. The next morning, the world was white and golden: a patchwork of the last bright leaves […]

Because I always root for the underdog

I’m so happy Jeffery won on Project Runway! (My one tv watching obsession is hereby revealed.) I loved his couture dress, and that green striped dress with the exquisite detail. I could ever get up the guts to really let my hair down and dress my inner wild self, I’d wear his clothes. (Stop gasping. […]

Making meaning

My camera, which over the past year has become something like an extension of my eye, is in the shop for repairs, and already I’ve gone bumbling around the house twice looking for it, forgetting it’s not here. It mysteriously started giving me ‘error 99′ messagesm and I am mourning it’s absense. So much to […]

20 months

Dear Bean,
You were perfectly behaved. You sat in a little yellow race car chair, and only winced when the hairstylist sprayed water on your hair. Afterwards we celebrated with a vanilla milk and an oatmeal-raisin cookie as big as your face. And just like that you left your baby self behind.

Now we’re in […]