Writing bold for Lisa Jo. Five minutes flat. Unedited. GO! I loved my hummingbird feeder. The glass one painted with yellow sunflowers. It shattered in the sink. I bled. I bought a new one with perches. Where the birds can rest from their frantic flutter as they feed. I think they like it better. To […]
Archives for September 2011
I’m Leaving Now
My mom fell Sunday. I’m grateful that my sister lives only a couple blocks away. My phone is text hot. And I battle guilt. Again. I’m squished between grandchildren and aging parents. And in every crisis I struggle with whether I need to go now or to see if my presence is more needful later. […]
