Settling

With that one simple movement, a whole lifetime seems to wash away before my eyes. …My day will end with my black shoes sitting on the kitchen floor and a dark suit hanging in the closet.​ I will settle into an evening routine and do it all again tomorrow. They will not. Their tomorrow will look very different than their today.

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Up Ahead

Spoken words interrupt her memories; a prayer for comfort and for hope in the coming days. She will go home tonight and sleep on new sheets a friend has so lovingly given her. Tomorrow she will wake and have notes to write and dishes to return. She is thankful and she is tired. She stands to embrace the pastor as he walks towards her. She cannot wait to get out of these shoes.

It Felt Like Grief

After a quick knock on the door, I walk into a living room where an older woman sits quietly in her armchair. A friend who answered the door recognized me and now leads me inside. The house is dimly lit compared to the sunshine on the bright spring day, but I take note of how the slight impressions left by my footprints interrupt neat lines made by the Continue reading It Felt Like Grief