History and Water
May 23rd, 2012 § Leave a Comment
Originally I presented this image in its spray painted version, but the old school metal plaques are SOOO much cooler.
The Ocean Is a Shaggy Dog
May 22nd, 2012 § 1 Comment
the
always
rain gets the
ocean’s dander up
marking territory as the wind blows
End of a Day
May 18th, 2012 § 6 Comments
“Mommy!”
He kept them up last night till I got home from overtime. It was like heaven.
“Mommy! Mommy! I got all smiley faces!!”
“Mommmmmeeee mommmeeeee potty!”
She with the blackish brown eyes ran at me and hugged my belly.
The LittleOne ran at me and hugged my legs. A blond and brown pony tail met my eyes as I looked down at my babies, my growing, loving babies that I created. I carried. I care for.
“Ok, back here to finish your stories.” My Love is beaming from the bed, knowing he did a nice, RIGHT thing, proud of himself for lasting ONE MORE DAY as a single dad while I work the 7 to 7 overtime. More money for our struggling family. The little pony tails bounce back to the bed. They climb up, but still face me, chattering like sparrows.
“Mommy, I have a splinter you need to get out.” She with the blackish brown eyes shows me her soft palm, with a tiny sliver of wood in it. My heart soars. I AM the one who deals with splinters. He can’t take it, but moms have to do the things that cause pain to create healing.
“Booboo! Booboo!” Not to be outdone, The LittleOne shows me a fresh shin bruise that I simply must kiss immediately.
Off to get the tweezers, my eyes fill a little. Yes, I’m tired (boy there should be a different word for HOW tired), so a little emotion is predictable.
But really, it was honest joy. Look at all my gifts…
