Home is a quiet place. Such a contrast to the world around us. People running and doing, all making a ruckus while they're at it. Distractions and stimuli; exhausting attempts to accomplish. A culturally acceptable way to avoid the gentle hum of life at home. The pace of the world is fast for small feet, and oftentimes my … Continue reading The Case for Being Home
Author: Brianna
On Fullness
Somewhere in the middle of the night it occurs to me that I have an overdue library book. As if she can see my eyes flutter open, little Ruby stirs across the hall, calling for me. I groan as my feet automatically take me to her side. They know the drill. It's got to be at … Continue reading On Fullness
He is the Sky
He is a stunning expanse. A vastness so high and so wide I can't ever tell where exactly he ends. Billowing with energy, I have always noticed him. His ideas leading our way, interesting figures slightly changing course; radiant with light. Never the same sunset twice. His iridescence morphs into other shades as well. Light and luminous sometimes becomes gray--thundercloud blue--as he moves over … Continue reading He is the Sky
A Good Job
A few weeks ago I sat down next to a mom of two little girls. Perfect strangers, exchanging courteous hellos. Until she downloaded. One polite question led to another and before I knew it, she was knee-deep in her life story. It was a little awkward. That strange feeling of someone you barely know sharing their deepest secrets, … Continue reading A Good Job
Dirt
Crusty surface gives way to damp, packed soil. The earth crumbles at my fingertips, falling into a million little particles that scatter in the sunlight. Brown flecks float in the air as I meticulously comb through the mound, picking out the pebbles and rocks, adding weight to the bucket at my side. I sigh. There is more … Continue reading Dirt
Two Precious Stones 