There are memories now. They catch me off guard when they make their way from subconscious to consciousness. From the recesses and dark crevices of my mind. From back then to now as if now were just minutes from then, instead of years. The memories consist of her and I, always alone. And though the… Continue reading I Wish That God Would (Just) Say Yes
Month: March 2019
Filling Her Shoes
I was raised in a 2-parent household. But not in the traditional sense. Instead of a mom and dad I had a mom and grandmother, whom I fondly referred to as “gramma”. When I think back on my childhood, it consisted of these two women. We moved away from extended family when I was young… Continue reading Filling Her Shoes