Mother’s Pride

Smiles and a promise back when time moved slowly… delicious in daily tasks satisfying in simplicity Sometimes we’d sleep on the porch lit with candles and let the ocean breeze wash away our troubles Single-handed focus on dreams meant for a life we had planned, not knowing where our path would lead, back when the future was yet reimagined Somehow we made it through twists … Continue reading Mother’s Pride

Shared Lives

  My daughter says she listens to the sound of my feet shuffling each morning, my slippers scuffing well-worn carpet as if on automatic pilot.   Even behind her closed door, she feels me move.   Years spent locked in joint struggle does that. Or it doesn’t. We were lucky.   This new life, the daily battle to make do with what we had, to … Continue reading Shared Lives