A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
“I didn’t get anything done.” The words hang around me constantly. Nagging “guilt flies” that swarm about my face in irritating flashes of my cluttered scenery.
The dryer door open, clothes half unloaded.
The living room half dusted, fluff a…
I like her.
That girl in the picture is the me I’ve let myself be. Maybe she isn’t what I thought she’d be, and she certainly doesn’t look like I intended her to look, but I like her now that I’ve cleaned the mirror again.
“For now we are looking…
emotions are like smells…they linger
get rid of them as soon as possible, vent, open window etc.
I love to display my kid’s artwork. I have to rotate it out regularly and make room for more fabulous drawings and paintings.
I’ll be honest, I don’t always like what they make. Sometimes I don’t see the value in the subject, sometimes I have to…
We don’t have time to argue and debate, or maybe we don’t have the strength for one more conversation on a belabored topic, maybe we just don’t want to, so we have to put it somewhere. The dust we stir up is just tangible enough to drive us from the room and we often don’t come back until it’s settled again to the floor and then we can walk over it or even better, we can sweep it under the rug.
Sadly, I think most couples, most families, don’t go anywhere.
The other day I was sweeping the floor near our front door and had to move the rug to sweep out from under it. I th…