There are moments that can be classified as hopeful...and magical. I’m sitting at my picnic table at dusk. I listen to the birds and the crickets and the frogs. They’re waking up to sing in nightfall. I watch the full moon rising beyond the bare branches of the trees behind the smokehouse. Skeletal arms reach … Continue reading Moonlight HOPE
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My Baby Quarantine
I am crawling in the darkness, full-blown, combat creep. My coordinates? Spare bedroom. Destination? Baby bed. Chirping fills the air, then slight whimpering and a tiny sob. My mission is to calm the baby. I cannot let her see me. I approach like a soldier on reconnaissance. At three months, my Baby is a social … Continue reading My Baby Quarantine