Flying High

Up in the tree, he sways, he waves The movement means he’s alive He holds our weight so that we can fly Thank you Bob the tree For allowing us to climb, to glide Zipping through the trees with big, bright smiles 30 seconds of freedom, weightless bliss Providing a securely, insecure place for our…

Fridgewasher

My chore growing up was to empty the dishwasher and I despised this activity. Why? Well, I think simply because I was being told to do something versus doing it because I wanted to. You would think even if a teenager isn’t asked to do something, they won’t do it at all but for me…

Don’t Hate the Ladder

     It is your friend, it is only trying to help even though it is constantly in your way and you will inevitably trip over it, stubbing your toe often. I’m in the middle of painting the kitchen today, taking a little break while the paint dries and before I finish it up with a final coat….

13 Reasons Why to Stay Alive

Are you searching for purpose? Then write something, yeah it might be worthless Then paint something then, it might be wordless Pointless curses, nonsense verses You’ll see purpose start to surface No one else is dealing with your demons Meaning maybe defeating them Could be the beginning of your meaning, friend. -Twenty One Pilots, Kitchen…

Freezing Cold, Burning Soul

Fluorescent lights they shine, they blind Gossip flowing through the cubicle vine Break rooms, free coffee, searching for supplies Watching as the calendar invites arrive Walking around to get a glimpse out of a window Gazing at the trees before returning to the unknown We show up, we stay, we don’t really congregate Is this…

Every Day is Mother’s Day

Especially when you don’t have one anymore. This hallmark created holiday has arrived and I’ll be thankful once this day is over. As if I don’t feel the hole in my heart that my Mom’s earthly departure carved out enough, this holiday to remind people to call Mom, get a gift for Mom or acknowledge her…

I Got You

Sunday, April 23rd I woke up early this morning after dreaming of my Mom. I was at my childhood home with my Uncle Chuck washing dishes when I saw her outside sobbing. I immediately ran outside and sat on the ground with her and asked why she was crying. She replied that she sees my sadness…

Pain is Forever

Forever. Forever is this very moment. When you are in pain- emotional, spiritual or physical- it can be nearly impossible to experience life beyond that pain. It feels as though it has existed forever before and will continue to persist forever into the future. We cannot conjure up in our minds what life was like before…