Browsing Category: Journal Pages

               He read the morning’s passage and thought of a mother’s love: all she does and gives in times and eras of aridity: tired, stressed, worn, sad, doubting; and still she loves—giving, sacrificing, unknowing if child sees, knows, cares, or understands the completeness of her love when not lived as smile and worn gaiety.                 […]

        The birds are returned.  I hear them sonorous, settled in the tops of trees.  From a cedar, finches burst, hidden and flashing like fish in cover then bursting in sudden sound of fan and burst like minnow school in airborn sea.  They flee, circle short, and settle back feeding on the small blue berries; fanning, […]

               5:30, I wake him.  He groans in the dark, a very normal and natural reaction for most to waking at that time.                 “I didn’t sleep well,” he tells me.  “I’m tired.  I kept waking up in the night,” he tells on.  “My head hurts and whenever it does it always turns into a […]

               It’s his third set on our first day back from Christmas break.  My son’s at four reps toward target of ten, and he holds the bar above him, pausing and speaking, “I don’t think I can get it.”                 The weight is still raised.  He still holds it static, nothing but thoughts and words.  […]