IT’S DARK IN HERE

I’d never been afraid of the hallway. The echoes it carried. The voices. The feet. The light that zigzagged across the floor. That landed on the walls. That rained from the ceiling. It’s always been there to welcome and carry me from one room to the next. And there were always countless rooms. So many…

I’M A BLEEDER

You get a bit of stream of consciousness today because I can’t bring these thoughts together into anything of worth. This isn’t a plea for anything…just a need to let my thoughts free. I am not a writer. I am an emotional person who feels deeply and yearns for connection. I string words together well…

MY VERY OWN GIANT

I originally wrote this in June of 2012 for Father’s Day but since today is his birthday I wanted to re-post it. Happy Birthday Dad.   My dad is a giant, not only in build and strength, but he has that booming voice to match.   I don’t believe I have ever written about my dad,…

CONFETTI DAYS

I wrote this post originally in May of 2012.  The memories I had trouble classifying when I wrote this post somehow ended up where they needed to be over time.  I believe emotional wounds are like physical wounds.  If we keep dwelling and fueling our heartache by listening to certain music, looking at certain pictures,…

Letter to Brian

Originally posted on LATENT CONFESSIONS:
To my dear friend, I extend my hand, but your outstretched arms were not close enough for me to reach. I want to embrace you, but your weak body and soul are too far for me to hold. I want to ease your pain, but I cannot mend your wounds.…