July 2015
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My kids and I went to drop a letter in the mail box this morning. Upon stepping outside, we were met with wet paint that ended part way in front of our door. Obviously, they left room for us to be able to come and go, so it was not a huge deal. I just…
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Deep in dream land early Tuesday morning, I did not anticipate being shaken awake by an earthquake. I felt one large jolt that moved the bed under me and heard a loud thud, as if something had fallen. Then, I waited, ears tuned to the world now still night around me. My son was curled…
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I turned twenty-nine today. Nothing about the day really went as planned and there are some aspects I would like to altogether forget. However, I do think it misleading to say the day was good. It depends on how you look at it. When panning for gold, you may shift your pan around, sloshing its…
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Just a few seconds. That is how long it took for my daughter to go from standing by my side, to apparently twirling in the middle of the aisle of the grocery store. This is typical of children, as is the whole not-listening bit, but it was how I was alerted to her whereabouts that…
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When I read a post on Emerging Butterflies entitled “Jubilee List”, I was inspired. It was written by my former high school Bible/journalism teacher, Darlene Colwell (still inspiring me outside of the school’s walls). She made a list of fifty things she wanted to accomplish before her fiftieth birthday. I will turn twenty-nine next week,…
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Shortly after sixth grade commenced, a new girl joined our class. Her name was Rebecca, or “Becky”. I was in the middle of a nasty bout of bronchitis (which would end up lasting three months), so I stayed inside during recess for a while. When I was able to rejoin my classmates outside, I found…
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“I hate you,” I glared at the figure in front of me, “I hate you!” No retort was offered. She simply returned my glare with her bloodshot eyes. Small tears trickled down her cheeks, dropping in the space between us. Her hands trembled, like she was trying to keep it all together but was on…
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I am a college dropout*. I have fleeting moments of partial regret about this, but I have found the bigger reason I even remotely care is because I worry what people will think of me. I jumped off the conveyor belt. I skipped ahead in the plan that everyone else had pounded into my brain,…
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“Shut up, Melissa! Just stop talking!” That is what my brain was shouting last night, while my mouth rambled on. My brain fought valiantly, but by the time it caught up with my mouth, the person I was speaking with was gone. The potential damage was done. With an intro like this, you probably imagine that…