Happy Days Live On

Some may say that I’m morbid, even disrespectful. I say, it’s a matter of perspective, and love, a lot of love.  Today, my love died. Today, her eyes washed to oceans of blue and glimmers of white. Today, she surrounded me. Today, she showed me life floats on. And, today, I started watching the secondContinue reading “Happy Days Live On”

Transforming Joy

There she is, a child laughing, sugar her best friend. There she is, dreaming, wanting more than this. Her transformation moved quickly then slowed then sped up again. She found her voice in comedy as she explored the world of acting, becoming herself on MADtv, Reno 911, and too many other projects to name. MostContinue reading “Transforming Joy”

From Grit to Grace

Yesterday, that grit that has kept me trekking through some of my longest struggles abandoned me and left me panicking. I’m the one with the fight. Everyone expects it. But, sometimes, I just fail at what’s expected of me. When I got the call, I just started breathing these long, deep breaths from the gut.Continue reading “From Grit to Grace”

Go ahead, pick the dragon’s nose kid.

Caper Please stop making faces! Beautiful hair, shiny, long, short, doesn’t matter–I mean the kind of hair that girls envy and say so out loud, right to his face. But, I’ll be damned if he gives me one good smile for a picture. There’s always a face, a different one for each shot. The creepyContinue reading “Go ahead, pick the dragon’s nose kid.”

The Zika Monster

Everywhere you turn, you hear a buzzing sound–that high-pitched synchronicity peeling through your eardrum deep into the dead of night. That’s me. Every night. Even when there’s nothing really there. I had planned to begin this blog post by focusing solely on education because I’m trying so hard to stick to the just to thatContinue reading “The Zika Monster”

Portraits of Love

Every day. Four eyes hit me with judgment and love. Dark lashes fan the flecks of green and yellow floating in a sea of amber. Love. Striking out of a pool of black. Forgiveness. But, as they grow I forget that they were always doing this. Waves of black and brown frame her face insteadContinue reading “Portraits of Love”

Why the School Year Begins with Nightmares

He jumped back. He was so startled that I thought I had a bug on my face when I went into my son’s room at 11 a.m. to wake him. “Wait, what day is it? Is there school today?” he asked. I shook my head and laughed nervously because I had been thinking that IContinue reading “Why the School Year Begins with Nightmares”

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