Mother of 6 and a teacher. I love to read and write. I read far more than I write! Trying to get into a habit of writing daily.
Mother of 6 and a teacher. I love to read and write. I read far more than I write! Trying to get into a habit of writing daily.
May 9, 1990
Charlotte held the baby close, she'd given birth just a week before. Her daughter, Abigail she called her, was asleep. She had just nursed and was content and warm in the soft blanket. Her downy hair smelled of lavender, her skin was smooth and unblemished. She was perfect, and Charlotte loved her more than she'd ever loved anything.
Charlotte steeled herself, taking a deep breath an...
It was Halloween, the night that the veil between life and death was at its thinnest. I was hurrying home with groceries to prepare for the 5th annual Halloween party my husband and I were hosting. Umbrella in one hand and three sacks full of groceries in the other, I hunched over as people do in the rain, and raced through the semi-crowded street. I kept my head down, eyes on the ground. I was al...
Paul,
I’m writing you a letter because you won’t be back from your trip in time for me to tell you. I know when you left we agreed to take a break and focus on ourselves. But this supersedes that agreement.
I’m pregnant. I found out two months after you had left. It must have happened during our final goodbye. You’re gone for a whole year. So our child will be a few months old when you meet the...