Decision to Wait

It was my decision to wait. Wasn’t it? I took women’s health in college. I knew that fertility after 35 dramatically decreases, that the risks genetic abnormality increas along with the rates of miscarriage. I decided, however, quite based on my gut, that I’ve always been young for my age and that things always seem … [Read more…]

Its as if we live in different worlds

And I suppose we do in a way. Isn’t class as much a separator as language, religion? Hasn’t poverty and wealth become that thing which divides us? I think the culture of poverty is what divides mom from everyone else in life. That combined with mental illness. Its hard to tell. Has she seen London? … [Read more…]

Character outlines

Max  *Beckah “Man!  You’re a bitch today.  What’re you pms-ing?” “Shut up you fucking chauvinist male and get me my chocolate!” Max sat on the couch, taking up more than her fair share of the cushion.  Her lower lip stuck out over the hardbound monster that was her favorite book.  In the two months she’d … [Read more…]

Poor continued

It has been at least a week since I have talked to my mother. It is only 4 days before Christmas. I have not sent her Christmas gifts, I forgot her birthday really. I called. Its not that I am not thinking of her if that I do not care. I care intensely. I am … [Read more…]

Happiest Memories

It’s the question the therapist asks you when teaching you to create a safe space for yourself. “Close your eyes and remember the happiest and most content moment.” The first place I go is to the back of a horse; she was a part clydesdale part quarter horse mix. Gorgeous, bay, huge brown eyes and … [Read more…]

Ending things

Trying to write more these days, you must notice. I just moved my blog from the dormant but we still store it category to the slightly-more-appealing-to-advertisers writes daily category. At least for these few days. I realize Blogger must be quite passe at this point. 1. kite – crepe paper wings 2. bird – feathered … [Read more…]