Well here we are for coffee again. Another month has passed since we found the time to sit and enjoy each other’s company and I am sure we both have much to share. For me the last month has seen another revision to a piece of writing about my grandmother. This third revision has come… Continue reading A month of coffees…
We have had the penis and vagina talk: boys have a penis and girls have a vagina. My older boy knows that babies grow in mommy’s tummies. However, he had never inquired about how the baby got into or out of mommy’s tummy. I was content to leave those details out of the picture. At… Continue reading Raising Boy: The Penis Chronicles Presents Those Questions
I stood at the bottom struggling with the weighted emptiness, and yet I couldn’t tear myself away. The silence that surrounded me was oppressive. I was alone in the anxiety ridden basement of my mind holding hands with feelings of despondency, dejection, and dulled responses to anything within the outside world. By Shari Marshall –… Continue reading Persistent
The grass in the yard was always like a beautiful small mini meadow. Dad was meticulous in his maintenance of it keeping it cut at a height that he insisted was the “perfect” height. The colour was that rich green and aqua shade that people stopped to admire and comment on. What I loved most… Continue reading In the Yard
Every part of me feels heavy, saddled with an aching tiredness. That rich aroma from my full-bodied coffee screams at me, but it feels as if I am moving through water in my attempt to navigate the battle field of my kitchen. It seems I will never reach the steaming mug on my Keurig. As… Continue reading Straight Shot – Coffee Blog
Often I can feel it poised at the tip of my toes, that deep dark abyss. Never a fissure that those around me can see until I plunge over the side in a free fall of my own, balance lost as I grapple in a violent confrontation with unseen demons. The twist and twine of… Continue reading The Outside Limit
The brown leather looked soft beneath the fine powdery coating of dust. Knotted loose laces allowed the tongue to hang limp, a reminder of how she wore them. I pictured her lean calf muscle leading out from the high top. It was hard to image that she would go anywhere and leave these behind, but… Continue reading Magic Boots: 99 Word Flash Fiction
Who needs _________________________ when you have kids and/or dogs? Who needs an alarm clock when you can wake up to the sound of the dog throwing up?! Who needs an air freshener when you have the natural scent of “oh-de-toilet” thanks to your children who like to leave their poop fermenting in the toilet? “Who… Continue reading A Who Needs Post
“From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story says that ‘I have survived.’” – Fr. Craig Scott “Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.” – Robert Tew “Mental health…is not a destination but a process. It’s… Continue reading Inspirational Quotes: Mental Health
If we were having coffee today you would be sipping it alone because today my “coffee cup” is filled with an Oolong tea, The Skinny to be exact. The mild smell of it drifting out from my cup has an earthy and almost flowery smell. The smell of orange and ginger that are… Continue reading If we were having coffee…Tea Anyone?
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 