Wanderings

Nobody ever tells you that you’re going to experience loneliness.  It’s just a given. Today I awoke to a gray May sky and rain.  I groaned and rolled over, pulling my comforter over my head.  I spent the rest of the day lazing about, broken only by picking up my sister and niece.  I hugged … Continue reading »

“Our house is a hotel,” I’ve so often muttered, cursed, thought or blissfully acknowledged, all depending on my mood. My home is a remodeled farm house on six acres of rambling wood, field and pond.  There’s a wraparound porch, a funky hole which used to hold a silo and a squat little building called a … Continue reading »

A lot of things seem to be beat up and battered lately: my blue Cavalier with the rust creeping up its doors like acid, our TV which likes to collapse the screen into a thin line, remedied only by a good slapping, and my dog who has too many issues to mention from an unknown … Continue reading »

So, the idea for this post began with my cell phone.  Usually it’s switched off at night, conveniently giving me a few hours break from the world.  But lately, due to my sister’s upcoming due date, it’s been sending its little rays out into the sleepy night sky from my headboard.  Basically, I’m on call … Continue reading »

People tell me that I am a collection of atoms all jostling about to form a 5 foot 7, brown haired, hazel eyed girl.  They tell me that I come from centuries and millennia of evolution beginning with a tiny, unintelligent organism and culminating in a being that has opinions, beliefs, artistry and a desire … Continue reading »

The other night I was sifting through my book shelves, trying to find something short and interesting to read, when I came across a pamphlet titled, “Amy Writing Awards.”  I decided to give a few of the winning essays a try and began by flipping open to the top prize winner. “Okay, Virginia, there’s no … Continue reading »

Last night I stumbled home from work around 1 AM.  I’d spent the night scrubbing toilets, washing windows, and dusting amidst coworker banter on jelly beans and khakis. I slumped into the house, loaded up a plate of food, watched half of an episode of Father Knows Best (before deciding I was too tired for … Continue reading »