joy

Weary, yet joyful…

I wake before the alarm sounds to a little body clinging to mine like glue, moulded against my form. I am gripping the side of the bed as if my life depended on it. I feel like I have a giant mud sucker attached to my back. I get my bearings, stretch and make the …

Soundtrack for My Life

I am home after a busy day of work and running after-school errands, and I find my husband in the kitchen with his earphones plugged into his ears, speaking into his Smart phone in tones you would expect from a senior on Bingo day. This is what he is yelling, “Twilight Zone, play Twilight Zone.” …