Being a Domestic Goddess

I beamed proudly as Fern walked through the door from a long day of work. All laundry was done, the bed was made, the dishes were washed, dinner was cooking on the stove, and I had banana bread baking in the oven. Something I never thought I would take pride in, but being a domestic…

Winter Has Made Its Understanding

“Are you alright!?” Fern called out to me. My body took a second to realize the burning sensation was from the snow beginning to freeze my limbs. With my knees bent forward, it made it difficult to twist enough to unclip my skis from the boots to get out of the snow bank. With a…

Come What May

My past haunts me, like a waking dream. I pace from wall to wall, with a single thought. Will I ever be content in one place? Must I always be moving, running, driving away from this feeling.   The car is away, the air is ice in my lungs when I open the door, so…