I am a guest in the home of friends who welcome me with so much love that I stay close to tears throughout my visit.
At night, I feel safe because several adults are preparing for bed nearby, a feeling I miss from my childhood. When I hear their footsteps one floor above, I become eight years old again, in bed, secure because my parents are managing the world around me.
Four sentry dogs… Continue
Added by Gita on May 20, 2013 at 11:14pm —
I was one of those apparently narrow-minded wives and mothers (not, emphatically not, from any sort of overwhelming streak of maternity). Was offered friendship – trips to the opera or the ballet, my choice – by the mother of my daughter’s at the time best friend, the boy she’d then agreed, age five or thereabouts, to marry.
Later, maybe… Continue
Added by Sandra Davies on January 12, 2013 at 7:13am —
Just the other day I shared a sunset with a friend. It wasn't a particularly beautiful sunset as far as sunsets go. In fact, it was rather run-of-the-mill for a sunset except for one thing. Sharing a sunset with a true friend makes a moment in your mind that won't ever be forgotten. I know that just having her there by my side made that particular run-of-the-mill sunset one of the most spectacular I have ever seen. I found that the very best part of the whole experience was that this was just… Continue
Added by Will on October 1, 2012 at 5:30pm —
Yet again we were discussing blogging, he with disdain because the only one he ever sees is populated largely by monocular illiterates.
I said “without it my life this past two years would not have been worth living” (poetic licence certainly, but also a grain of truth).
Added by Sandra Davies on January 26, 2012 at 8:30am —
All it took was kicking. Kicking my way out of the oppressing waters of a bad friendship that was filling my lungs. Now that I am relaxing on the beautiful cruise ship of life, I see how far behind they are left in the wake. I had not realized I was drowning until I untied myself from the anchor and was helped onto the ship. Up here the sky is blue, the air is warm, and the people are friendly. Here is where I am going to stay.
Added by katherine kuehnel on April 3, 2011 at 11:19am —
The first time I saw David in action I knew I was witnessing something special; it wasn’t long after that he won his first professional tournament. In the Early days we travelled and roomed together as his star began to rise mine never really got off the ground but I more than shared in his new found fame and wealth. As… Continue
Added by Laz Farrell on February 17, 2011 at 2:30pm —
Nanci's cell phone broke the midnight silence vibrating and jigging to the sound of "Single Ladies" so she fumbled on the nightstand and hit the "hello" button.
"Hey," Lori said in a wide-awake voice.
"Bad dream again?"
Lori nodded as if her cousin could see her nodding ten blocks away. "I know I shouldn't call every time I break a resolution and have bad Oprah dreams, but can I still call you when it's Dr. Phil?"
"You got it," Nanci said and meant it.
Added by Kristine_ES on February 5, 2011 at 6:00pm —
We tire of the wholesome appearances we make on the internet. The tally on Facebook of quiches baked, bottles of wine savored, sunsets appreciated. All opinions are positive, likes only, not even a pixel
laid down that we would be ashamed of if our great-grandmother Googled
and found it.
So can you blame me that in the late nights lately I’ve run with a new,… Continue
Added by David Holzel on November 18, 2010 at 6:52pm —
We sat across from each other, a small private table on the edge of the hustle and bustle during the noon lunch hour filled with gourmet foods and secret cocktails for upper management.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, when he told me, I covered my face with my hands like a small child wanting to shut out the world, "She hung herself" he said, "dad found her in the garage".
After minutes of him and I trying to find a way back to the conversation, I gently laid my hand… Continue
Added by Sissy Anderson on October 21, 2010 at 9:00pm —
There are those who wield words as weapons,
But not words originating with themselves.
They take the trusting, often casual, spoken words, extract their own interpretation,
And spew them out again to hurt.
Or take a confidence, confession of a fragile heartfelt hope, a semi-secret dream, entrusted in belief of values shared.
And shout it out to others, expressly for exposure, embarrassment or harm.
I was unable to escape it in my mother, except by playing… Continue
Added by Sandra Davies on October 21, 2010 at 4:00am —
She was born with lips I'd pay good money to have, but as she approached me for a goodbye kiss I turned my head a few degrees so that our mouths only met at their right corners. I regret turning my head now but chalk it up to how I was raised to say goodbye, how long it has taken me to integrate intimacy and shed fear of letting go. There was an earlier moment at HoW as I sat across from a friend over beers and pleasant conversation when I suddenly felt the table between us tilt in his… Continue
Added by Teresa on October 14, 2010 at 9:30am —
Will he take the time to sift through our broken memories?
Will he still love me after the foul smelling lies?
Will I feel the weight of his hand on my womb?
Will he be patient enough to place together the torn pieces of our lives?
Will he rest his mind in my heart and find solace?
Added by Sissy Anderson on September 28, 2010 at 2:10am —
I had been single again for about a year, divorced for almost three months when I happened to run into an old friend of mine, Ryan. We'd known each other since we were kids, grew up together in the same neighborhood, we'd even slept together before during a period of long separation from my first husband, and I had grown to trust him without the risk of falling in love. So it felt natural to bring him home to my little house after a long day of CNA training, eat take out, visit and get… Continue
Added by Sissy Anderson on September 24, 2010 at 11:00am —
As an adult, hell, even as a child, I've struggled with finding and holding friendships.
There are many reasons; currently I attribute that lack to multiple moves and my new favorite, I've almost convinced myself it is difficult to establish friendships as we grow older.
Over the past several… Continue
Added by Bonnie on September 18, 2010 at 10:52am —
Last Saturday, a dozen of us dined in Dante’s Kitchen. Red, red walls, crimson red, as warm and welcoming as the black-bearded waiter.
And I’m a sucker for any place that has original art on the walls, especially when they’re as appealing as the pair of prints on the wall opposite me – collagraph or etching (I didn’t get close enough to examine), an intaglio inked pale umber square with folded corner, a relief inked scarlet string.
And the sazerac was as warmly coloured as the… Continue
Added by Sandra Davies on September 17, 2010 at 3:36pm —
Those of you who didn't attend HoW this year have probably wondered if pixel personalities match those of the real humans behind them. I often wondered how accurate my instincts would be about my 6S friends, whether the essences I felt pouring from my monitor all these months was a figment of my imagination or an authentic representation. I'm here to say that yes -- enthusiastically YES!
-- you can learn and love another online. There were added bonuses, of course,… Continue
Added by Teresa on September 7, 2010 at 12:02pm —
Feeling guilty about our future frequent weekends away, I suggested to my husband that we take our dogs on our short overnight trip to a friend's wedding reception to celebrate their July destination wedding. Certainly, the pups could behave themselves in a pet-friendly hotel room for a few hours. "What a good idea," he agreed. We wouldn't have to bother the neighbors again to watch the rats, and we could sleep next to our favorite cuddly pooches. After being gone for fifteen minutes, the hotel… Continue
Added by Jenni Marie on September 5, 2010 at 6:24pm —
It's pretty amazing really. She chose him, he chose her, and they decided that these two serial daters would choose each other for eternity. When they said "I do," everyone said, "It's about time," and they weren't sure if the masses meant it was time for each of them to commit to one person or it was time the two of them made it official.
There are days where they both go to work and barely see each other in passing. It's those simple moments though, like a tight embrace in the… Continue
Added by Jenni Marie on September 1, 2010 at 10:32pm —
She had waited so long for this, spent countless hours over the years in a dream state, imagining how it would feel to have him inside her. He lifted her skirt, deftly pulled her panties down, grabbed her ass, entered, and gave three strong thrusts before he came.
There was no disappointment, only relief, for the ice had been broken, the forbidden boundary crossed, a moment of clarity when all things centered and aligned for her, and she hoped for him. They were not struck by… Continue
Added by Sissy Anderson on August 30, 2010 at 2:12am —
This was not the time to offer platitudes. I hugged him, and rummaged in my backpack to get him a tissue. I also drew out a bottle of orange juice, which he gulped thirstily.
“Thank you,” he said, with unfathomable pain in his eyes. “Do you want to tell me about it?” “Lean your bike against the wall, and let’s sit down on the kerb, and I’ll tell you!” he said with a quiet authority I could not fathom. I put it down to… Continue
Added by Tanja Cilia on August 29, 2010 at 5:00am —