A series of small journeys
Within the larger story
It’s the only way we really travel
She asked him what was going on.
“Just life, my love, just life.”
And so, she took a breath, and lived.
sometimes I just want to be quiet
really, I do
no television talking
or video games blaring
no chatterboxing me
in the room
sometimes I just want to answer
with a serene smile
or a face streaked with silent tears
shhhh, no talking
it’s just too much
let’s simply be
There is enough daylight for a photograph, as the sun rises over the stick chewing dog and writing woman standing on the backyard deck.
Sun’s up here!
The day has now officially begun!
It’s a beaut too.
My one complaint about my cool new phone with the built in camera is it’s not sophisticated enough to see the nuance of color I can see.
It’s bands of deep orange, alternating with lavender.
I’m standing on the deck in my leopard and rose print pajamas (as garish a combination as it sounds like here, a loving gift from my doting aunt).
The dog was thrilled to go out without asking, and is happily chewing on a stick at my feet.
Time to get cleaned up and then wake my family in twenty minutes time.
I have a breakfast date with my mother.
Smiling at the thought.
Mine is already A Good One.