I often hear these two life sayings: When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. And Roll with the punches. Personally, I find you can't have one without the other. Every major thing that happens in my life seems both sweet and sour! In 2017, I did not plan on buying a house, but I did. … Continue reading Punch and Lemonade
With each step forward the young woman’s blue dress swayed at her weary knees and her curls blew out behind her. The sun was beating down on the road and the train tracks beside her, making the breeze more welcome through her hair and across the bare skin of her arms. She pulled the brim … Continue reading Pulling Daisies – Full Short Story
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Her daughter’s face was young and alive, but her hazel eyes gave away her thoughts, glazed and somber. She had come on Halloween, both of their favorite holidays. Nancy’s daughter knew her fondness for all things that went bump in the night, no matter how … Continue reading Pulling Daisies – Final Part 6
Read Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Frequent trips to her parents home made Nancy’s heart ache more. She longed for her husband and her daughter and she ached for her neighbors. She had become familiar with them over the year and their families who walked among the living. Her neighbors were all … Continue reading Pulling Daisies – Part 5
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 There were two things Nancy noticed on her walk. One of these was the periodic falling of flowers from the sky, like rain from a singular cloud. The other, was the dogs. While there were lots of others out for a stroll, strangely there were more dogs than owners. … Continue reading Pulling Daisies – Part 4
Read part 1 and part 2 The home next door to Nancy was vacant. Others were marked with a series of names and dates completely unfamiliar to her. Whole lives whose stories Nancy had no knowledge of. Finally, she opened the door and flowers fell through the sky to her feet. Nancy watched curiously as … Continue reading Pulling Daisies – Part 3
Read part 1 here Over the hill, the road slowly changed from dirt to cobblestones. It was still surrounded by grass and flowers, but the flowers were more numerous and varied. With more flowers, came more hills. She turned around quickly and could longer see anything past the hill even though they had come so … Continue reading Pulling Daisies- Part 2
With each step forward the young woman’s blue dress swayed at her weary knees and her curls blew out behind her. The sun was beating down on the road and the train tracks beside her, making the breeze welcome through her hair and across the bare skin of her arms. She pulled the brim of … Continue reading Pulling Daisies- Part 1
Every day, on my way to work I pass by the cemetery where my mom is buried. Every day, I say hello to her in my head. Every day, it occurs to me how strange it is that she is there and I am here. She used to be here, above the ground, driving her … Continue reading Untold Stories
By the time I woke, so had the full moon. Had I significantly overslept? Or hardly at all? I wasn't sure. The only comprehensible truth was that the moon was staring back at me. I had strange sleeping patterns a lot lately, it was like my internal clock had set to that of a foreign … Continue reading Midnight Mourning
