The sweet aroma lingered in my nostrils every time I passed the kitchen. The mango was ripe, borderline, too ripe. Had my husband had his way, the mango would have found its way into the garbage. It wasn’t a beautiful, red orange mango; it was almost entirely speckled black, and much too soft after days … Continue reading The Mango Omen
A stump of a palm once tall and grand, no fronds to dance and sway, or decorate her head, Had shone bright, outstretched ‘neath heaven’s rays; dull now, bearing a gaping wound. Hollow but for an echoing sound that says goodbye, and not hello; an empty, aching shell devoid of light. Barren Wait! A flutter … Continue reading A Second Look
In the shower I mulled over the day, And I washed myself clean, But I couldn’t redeem it. I cannot change yesterday, Or the morrow, Or the sorrow. I can barely change me; I cannot change you, Even though I know you, Even those I know, And much less those I don’t. What can I … Continue reading Redemption
What’s going to happen to lipstick and rouge, To the reds, pinks, and nudes, To the gamut of hues And their varying cues That delineate our days? Each morning, a choice ensues; An array of colors That mirrors our mood, And sets the tone, our attitude. What’s going to happen to smiles, When reactions are … Continue reading Lipstick and Rouge
My 5 year old has two blankies he sleeps with every night, his mimirs- the colorful Taggies brand that have several tags all along the edge. One has a smiling monkey holding a baby bird on a yellow background, and colorful spots all along the edge. The other has a playful puppy, and is Blue … Continue reading Needle and Thread
I became a Christian at some point in the 4th or 5th grade. I had started at a lil’ private school. It was the first I’d heard about God really. My babysitter was “Catholic”, and she took great pride in being a virgin, until she got married in a hurry... But, anyhow, I was so … Continue reading A Petition
I lay in bed next to my husband, the natural gap of a king sized bed and 15 years of marriage between us. I kid. It’s a happy gap, everybody needs their own space! Although the joy of one of our children lying between us was something we always treasured, and happens less and less … Continue reading Til breath do us part
All her life he told her, “The sun rises in the West and sets in the East.” Maria followed her father anywhere. Hung on his every word and instruction. He had taught her so much over the past few decades, a lifetime of lessons. Story after story from his youth. Moral after moral learned from … Continue reading Uncharted
September 2006 I lay in bed next to my husband. Tears streamed quietly down my face, until choking them back became unbearable, and I began to sob. Startled, he muted the game and turned to me. “Babe, what’s wrong?” And I didn't know until the words started coming out. “I don’t know why I’m crying. … Continue reading Pink or The Blues?
Human nature. Finite. Marked by beginnings and ends. Will do's and did's. Verb. Tense. We spend so much time stating, swearing, pinky-promising this, that or the other. Waiting... Tomorrow. No Matter What. We pine, and plan, and pray our motives into existence. I think about the past year,But I don’t want to think about it. … Continue reading No Matter What.