Rocking chair cuddles. Llama, Llama buddy reads. “Up please.” “Beby.” Gaping mouth kisses. Time is the Seattle sun - so overwhelmingly bright and fleeting.
It’s a milestone we missed. Didn’t even mark it’s passing, you say. I rack my mind. Another month older? A comparison to last year? But you shake your head: the end of the highchair. In the silence that follows I count all the other ones: Mini-tub, Bassinet, Blanket playspace, Carseat stroller.... Continue Reading →
Quiet, the house waits for your rustled cries to call us back to action.
I circle us up, implore you to declare your greatness to each other. You are timid at first, speak in mouse-squeak questions. I push, demand: Own Who You Are. The passion finally catches, sparks raised voices and firework exclamations. You cheer each other on, lighting the classroom with joy, confidence. In the cacophony... Continue Reading →
They will police your every decision. What to wear: No spaghetti straps, Hemlines longer than fingertips, No midriffs. The way to talk: Speak softly, Don’t be opinionated, Be agreeable. How to act: Smile often, Stay pure, ... Continue Reading →
The bluebird’s screech cuts across the grassy field, a boundary call warning.
Like a lizard under a heat lamp, I was basking in my place, glorifying the high point of a long tumultuous journey: a regular writing habit, an awesome job, a fabulously located house. You cast your eyes over my seat, proclaimed I needed to be more humble. I thought about the boys in my life,... Continue Reading →
With the late September sun showering the air in a yellow glow, you beckon us to circle up so you can bestow some advice for the big game tomorrow. Before we end, you dole out a curfew and smile, pointing at a Senior: “And A--, in bed by ten, home by midnight.” All us high... Continue Reading →
Sunrise light paints the leaves golden and streams through space - branches ever bare.