Struggling with Mortality

I start my new years resolution on my birthday, December 29th of every year. Usually, I take that day to reflect on my life and how far I’ve come in 365 days and start to set goals for the upcoming year. A few days before Christmas I got some disheartening news about my Grandmother who…

Faithfulness of Mind

Sometimes it takes more than a firm hand to correct a wrong. Sometimes it takes a glimpse of what you’ve done shown in the tears of a lover. I never wanted to cause you pain and here I am hurting you. I never wanted to be this torn from you. We’ve put ourselves in this…

Cover your books

Buying exercise books were one way you recognized that the summer break was over and that it was time to go back to school. The notebooks were standard, they all looked alike and had the same amount of pages. The same logo graced the front and handy references covered the back. There was everything from…

Long Nights

It’s hard to sleep when you’re not home. I struggle with the darkness, trying to convince me that you won’t make it back safely. I start to believe, over the course of hours that the night has taken you to a place I would never be able to reach and that one day I would…

Dad

I wish I knew you, or rather I wish I remembered you now. I long for faint impressions of your laughter, a shared joke or trait beyond the similarities in our faces. I dream of you and my fairly tale idea of what our relationship was supposed to be; in these dreams I am your…

My taste of contentment

So, A is in the kitchen…making me stew. It’s been close to an hour, I’m almost faint with anticipation and it smells delicious.

On Keeping a Journal

Ever since I was a child I was obsessed with Journals and Notebooks. My favorite thing to do at the start of the School year was ‘paper’ our exercise books (those would be binders and notebooks here for taking notes). I always had intricate designs, mixing and matching color schemes and I was always known…

Lost and Found – Poem

I look into the distance my love I watch from afar My heart skipping beats my breath out of controlled My soul stands still I believe I’ve found him

On leaving the past alone

Today, as comfortable as I’m learning to be in my own skin, I reached out to someone I previously said I would no longer speak to. There wasn’t any more of a reason than usual. I care. This is my greatest strength and my most easily exploited weakness. I have a tough time thinking that…

Hopes, dreams and dirty snow

Attempting to post more by taking on the Post a day challenge, I know I will miss days but that allows me to have more structure and write about things may not have thought would be important enough or blog worthy. — What are you looking forward to this year? I’m looking forward to being…