Priorities

Jul 08, 14

Posted by Melanie in Poetry

I try to stretch into my life, to catch a ride on a cloud, smooch a child, digest a delicious meal, lengthen a muscle deeply in a hot room, stroke my husband’s back, taste ice-cold water from a spring, feel my skin, show someone love until it aches in my heart, loan something to a neighbor, give something away I still like. Be me....

Arts and Crafts

Jun 18, 14

Posted by Melanie in Art

Sitting Vigil, Metaphorically

Jun 06, 14

Posted by Melanie in Dear Diary, Featured, Our Story

My friend is dying. No matter how many mental gymnastics my brain does, no matter how sad I feel, no matter what I do every day, this underlies my thoughts all the time.