Tag Archives: Changes

Realizations

Realizations

We braid now. We are finding the time. Like my mom braided for me on Friday nights when she’d race home from the city after five days apart. Like she’d do for me Sunday mornings before church, even if we were running late. I hated the braids, actually. Hated the hurt of it all. I… Read more

When I knew I loved you

When I knew I loved you

I found out I loved you today. Today was day four, and together we walked the woods, our chosen path, the two miles we’ve walked together these past few weeks. It was all too familiar for us, only this time, you heard my heart beating from chest level on the outside, but I held you… Read more

My two

My two

My two girls, Thank you. For your tender hearts and your forgiveness during these past ten months of pregnancy. Thank you for forgiving me, when I was less than present and more than emotional. Thank you for moving past it when I was too hard on you or expected too much. I’m sorry for the… Read more

Robins

Robins

Rain falls down. Dripping on and soaking my exposed belly with you inside as I walk the path. The ditch teems with water, swirling, swooshing to the lower river. And there, it bursts and flows, as the cows gather at its edge, watching me out of the corner of their eye. I walk with you,… Read more

When we were young

When we were young

My voice has changed, she told me. Not believing it was me taking the video of her as a baby, she asks over and over if it’s truly me. She says that voice is too high, too happy to be the mother’s voice to which she’s grown accustomed. I laugh at the time at her… Read more

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