Gentle with my Heart

Wandering through downtown’s historic streetsI enjoyed the familiar sights, sounds, and sceneswith pastries and a conversation at the Station beforea final stop at a landmark shop for a Titanic pound of beans. A thoughtful note from a friend and a distanced hugbrought back the still painful loss of my dadalong with thoughts of another I…

Music Fridays: Mixed Emotions

This week’s musical post is a short playlist that adds music and lyrics to the emotions that have been wreaking havoc with me over the last six months and particularly the last two months. These musicians and writers have been made me cry when I hear these songs or feel a little bit of nostalgia…

Right in the Feels

Two things caught me off-guard this morning and hit me, as they say, “right in the feels.” The first was Wolfgang Van Halen’s song and video “Distance” dedicated to his dad, the late Eddie Van Halen. Eddie succumbed to cancer just last month, just days before my dad lost the same battle. It’s not hard…

When the Next Man Kisses Me

I tried. I really did; I tried.But when he kissed my lips, I cried. It wasn’t anything he did, or wanted to dobecause I wanted it, too. I thought just maybe, I was ready.But my heart was still too heavy. My emotions took control of me;they wouldn’t set my soul free. How do people do…

Music Fridays: Keep your Hands to Yourself

Earlier this week I was listening to an 80s playlist, 1987’s Rock Hits to be precise, while I worked. I found myself singing along and taking little dance breaks in my home office or in the kitchen while I warmed up my coffee. I’d forgotten how much I loved this music when it was on…

Midweek Blues

It’s the day after Election Day in the US and I’m feeling anxious. We still don’t know the results and I’m trying to be optimistic and hopeful regarding the outcome of the presidential race. I’m only a little bit optimistic though, because I remember how I felt right before and after the last presidential election….

The Sunday Post: One More

For today’s post I’m sharing one last poem I wrote and hope that now they’re out of my system and I can move on to writing about other things, maybe even find a story about my dad to share with you. “It’s our challenges and obstacles that give us layers of depth and make us…

Jenny Stopped Loving Him Today

Jenny stopped loving John today.  Lies discovered showed her the way. John stopped loving Jenny, who knows when. He’d changed his mind before, and now again.  There was always a reason, same as his guitars (not the right one), the right bank, or even the right car.  Jenny cried for intimacy, a loving touch, a tender kiss. John would…