https://media.giphy.com/media/iFU36VwXUd2O43gdcr/giphy.gif I have a confession. I watch the hoarders show on A&E. I can't help myself. It's a morbid curiosity. I cringe when they reveal the homes, and then I start feeling for the families of the hoarders. Then there are the hoarders. Many of them have the same fear. Loss. They suffered a major … Continue reading Writing Prompt: The Hoarder
The Trials of RLS
...or Why won't this leg knock it off so I can sleep? As I lay here ever wondering, Ever frustrated and pondering, Wishing I could sleep, My leg has other blunderings As it spasms, my sleep sundering, Leaving me to weep. I toss and turn And turn and toss, And try to find a way … Continue reading The Trials of RLS
Little One Lost…
Little One Lost I used to wonder how big you were, While you were in my womb. I would marvel at the life in me, The miracle that was you. We would wonder what you would be like, Who you would resemble most. We would joke about the times we'd have, Playing with you, and … Continue reading Little One Lost…
What is Love?
Love is a feeling long desired and often lost. Love is sought by many, no matter the cost. It is a content feeling, a smile while you sleep. The knowledge that it's your heart he keeps. Love is missing him when he is not near. Love is excitement when he is … Continue reading What is Love?