Nine

BUTTERFLY If I’m being honest, I would have to admit that I have become more closely acquainted with bitterness over the past few years than at any other time in my life. It has become difficult to see past hurts and cold shoulders, even unintentional ones…maybe especially unintentional ones. How could you not know? How … More Nine

Ashes

The weight of it. The way it digs into my shoulders, pressing on my bones. My back is bent from the strain, my knees bowed. I am stretched thin and my heart is bruised. It’s my own weakness. It’s the burden of my children’s disappointments. It’s the sadness that crept in to our home. It’s … More Ashes