Is there love without pain, Is their love without sorrow? Is their love not in vain; Is there love on the morrow? Is their love without work; Or love without firsts? Is there love without thirst; Or love without birth? Is there love again, Or love brand new? Is love just for one, Or can … Continue reading Everything it’s not
Pink or The Blues?
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?
Sometimes when you snore, I rest my hand on your arm, in the valley between your elbow and bicep. One more deep breath, exhale, and you are still. The warmth of my palm persuades you to rest easy. My hand slips away, to hide under my cheek. Minutes pass, and I lay uneasily in the … Continue reading Persuasive Sleep
I cuddle back under the sheets on your side of the bed after you leave with the kids to school. It's always a lil warmer than my side, and it's better for my shoulder I say. Bunch the t-shirt you wore last night around my neck. The soft aroma of your cologne and Dove soap … Continue reading Comfy T-shirt
You Can’t Buy Everything
I pulled up to the house, the usually clank, clank as I rolled through the gate. Turned the radio down. Grabbed the wrapper from my breakfast biscuits, half full can of day old La Croix, and gas station receipts, some hard dried up play doh, and stuffed it in a plastic Walgreens bag. Car Key. Glasses. … Continue reading You Can’t Buy Everything
God’s Mercy: The Shrimp Boat
5 de Junio 1980 Port of Mariel, Cuba ---------- Many waited in the large room. Among them, my parents and sister—only 10 months old at the time—my aunt, uncle and cousin. Like pupils, they listened intently for their names, not just to indicate that they were present, but because it meant they were a few … Continue reading God’s Mercy: The Shrimp Boat
How to get away with Mur…MARRIAGE!
How to get away with Mur...RIAGE! Ha! Marriage! Yes, I almost said Murder; but both go hand in hand if you ask 40-50% of the population. MARRIAGE: It's supposed to be a "Merry-Age"? But for a lot of people it's more like a slow torturous death. The plus side is you can always just pull the … Continue reading How to get away with Mur…MARRIAGE!
Tit for Tat?
Last weekend, my husband and I decided to fight the deep-seeded urge to stay home growing roots into our couch, and instead join our best guy friend and his girlfriend at her middle school reunion. It was at a casual indoor/outdoor bar called American Social, where they also serve food. How American. I (and by … Continue reading Tit for Tat?
When I was 5 years old, I didn't have many aspirations-aside from laying on my back on the living room floor, drinking a bottle of yoo-hoo chocolate milk, while watching the latest Woody Wood Pecker cartoon or Chilly Willy. Seriously, who didn’t love singing, “My name is Chilly Willy. I’m frozen through and through.” Ah, … Continue reading Carpe What?
This weekend we attended a destination wedding in Colombia. ****** We overcrowded a large chiva bus that drove us around town blasting music. There was dancing in the aisles, and much cheering each other on as we, unsanitarily, gulped whiskey from a bottle we passed around; several bottles, actually. We wore printed straw party hats … Continue reading Construction