In the soft glow of twilight, I find myself wandering back, To the days of bare feet and endless summers, When time was a concept foreign to me.   No structured routines,...

What ever happened to Christmas? One day you blink, and it seems that all that childhood magic is gone.    When you’re growing up, Christmas is magical and joyful. Santa eats your cookies...

there is an unwilling and unwitting amount of  comfort found at the same table as your  siblings once you grow older   once the ages add up and with them the  number of living spaces...

Isn’t it weird how ghosts from the past come back into our lives? It’s like walking down a straight path but finding yourself turning back around to the beginning.   It is a very odd...

I sit on the swings, kick off my dirtied sneakers, admire my Pepto-Bismol-pink socks, look to the sky, and theorize thus- God owns a startling number of balloons. I remember things. I close my eyes,...