There is no such thing as too much truth. It’s best spoken too loudly and too often.
What is good? Good is described as “virtuous, right, kind, benevolent, free from infirmity or sorrow”. So God is good. Melted cookies and rain-slicked summer grass and laughter must be good. Hugs and sweet songs, bare feet and sunshine are surely good. And my precious dad. Oh my God, he was the very… Continue reading What Is Good
“We are born of love; Love is our mother.” -Rumi It is a rainy day, but it is a new one. A clouded day just months ago was an invitation to stay somber. There’s been such hurt in this place; I wonder if it wasn’t cruel of me, begging for you to arrive. But here… Continue reading Here You Are
Because for a while I was with & never without her. For a good bit my mom was fully, really here.
Rambler: resists the listening with all her might & mouth. What happens when a loud mouth is forced to listen?