    I once knew a boy who was as shy as the breeze on a sweltering summer day. He held big blue eyes and a smile of pure innocence that melted my heart. Wearing a superman cape and too short pajama bottoms, running through the house with The Wizard of Oz rewinding for yet another viewing- a …
Yellow Green And Black
    This time it was not a certain song possessing poetic words that tugged at my soul whisking me back to times once known.  It was not a  particular sentimental fragrance that pulled me into my yesterdays. It was but a simple floor tile of yellow, green and black. That fifties tile recently uncovered during a …
My Dear, Dear Auntie
Even though she walks with the deliberate, slow steps acquired with age and arthritis, she continues to move forward. Her hands may search about grasping the back of the chair or the nearby wall to steady herself, but she carries herself forward. Â My dear, dear Auntie is one determined lady. I love to hear her …
The Winds Of Change
The winds of change. I hear them in the distance...coming my way. I tell myself that I am ready. I am prepared for what life is blowing towards my back. Grounding my feet upon the earth, centering myself..I prepare. This is not one of those times when I am caught unaware and find myself …
My Resolutions…2013
   New Year’s Resolutions....too often equated with a silly annual attempt to make some drastic life change. Why does this have to be a half-hearted thought complete with a nod and wink to defeat. I vow that this year...it will be different for me. Oh I may try to eat healthier...sleep more...and cut …
My Anxiety Ritual
It is the feeling of being alone when I am in a crowded room of friends. It takes control of my emotions and leads me away into a grey filled nether place. Seeing it approach me, I summon it to leave me alone. I am fine and do not welcome its attention. I do not …
The Price Of Empathy
 I wear my emotions on my sleeve, all there for others to see- a designer label of sorts and every bit as expensive. But I am willing to pay the price. You see, my return is greater and worth the cost.    I appreciate that I can freely cry tears of unabashed joy, painful …
The Time Of My Life
Every year it comes around to remind us that someone is keeping track of our time here. Marking the moments as they add up into days, weeks, months and years. Giving us something to reflect upon as we turn our heads and look over our shoulder at yesterday. And once again, I marvel at how …
Forever…And Ever
   So deep within me, I have always known that my children are their own persons, not owned by me but guided by lessons I have learned. Loved and accepted unconditionally, they are truly separate beings from myself and their father. Yet, it is during the tough times, when I call upon myself to …
My Unwelcome Visitor
   Oh this most unwelcome visitor in the middle of the night. Why does he usually stop to chat after I have had a couple of hours of sleep. Rudely rousing me with his incessant noise of silence shouting his presence. I sigh...we must visit for a few before I can politely request …
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 