poetry excerpt One of the toughest things to do for any person who has ever lost someone they love is to go somewhere and take a picture.…… Read more “When I See Corrie on Vacation (with short poetry excerpt and photos)”
To understand Corrie brings a desire to dance.
My soul flies as quick as a hurricane
sweeping the coast empty of light.
Include a pinch of
make up you
always ask me for
when you grab my
tube and press your …
still sound …
Birds chirp like
at one time.
If they could throw glitter and invite a herd of unicorns to add to the drama of their goodbye hugs, they would.
Set up a dance party, but remember a dance party is not a proper dance party unless you dress up.
did you replay
your last goodbye …
This is the fourth post in my goodbye series. Dedicated to those who have ever had to say goodbye too soon. July is is Bereaved Parents’ Month.…… Read more “The G-Word”
We say goodbye to seasons in life. They make us ugly-cry-laugh. They take us on that emotional rollercoaster. It's not like a newer one. The rollercoaster is more like the old wooden one my son went on last summer for his birthday.
This is the second in a six part blog series about goodbye. In times of tragedy, friends and family say more with goodbye than we could ever…… Read more “With my Goodbye, Mom, Your Walls will Fall Down”
Goodbye provokes a creative language; almost like the oral version of beautiful Ancient Chinese calligraphy.
“Remember me, Mommy,” I hear her say. “I know who you are, and who took me to all the places. Don’t let your brain go to places…… Read more “Remember Me, Mommy (a Corrie Poem)”
Fear exists everywhere in the world. It’s been described in metaphors as the monster under the bed or by Dr. Seuss as the thing under the rug. Fear…… Read more “The Fears we Can’t Predict and Promises we Can’t Keep”
If Corrie was there, she’d run ahead of Hayes and me in a skirt with sparkles flopping up and down. Sparkles on her skirt were okay, but…… Read more “If Corrie was There (a Poem)”
At any one time, I work on three to four poems about Corrie. I have a memoir essay called “Lessons Home Economics Forgot to Teach” about Corrie.…… Read more “Excerpt from “Be Kind, Rewind,” A Corrie Poem”
Time. Such a small word for multiple meanings. Yes, it can be defined in so many different ways. Then from it’s definition, we have so many questions.…… Read more “The Time We Long For”
I was blessed with a daughter on a day in December when it looked gray and had rained. The nurse wanted to take my baby from my…… Read more “The Corrie Poem So I Write”
There are lessons Emily Post, an etiquette author until her death in the mid-twentieth century, never taught us. There are times we rise, or times we fall.…… Read more “So I Write”
Dads come in all ways. They come in the form of the man who raised us biologically or stepfather. They come in the form of uncles and…… Read more “The Corrie Effect with Dad”
THE world, our choices, are never easy to navigate. Sometimes it seems as if we’re put in the driver’s seat and told, “Go,” when we never learned…… Read more “Save the Tractor and a Wonderful Father”
In life, it's easy for us to think we have more time. Think about being sixteen, seventeen or eighteen, and you think: "That can't happen to me."… Read more "What is Our Treasure’s Chest? Excerpt from a Corrie Poem"
Great stories take us to a place we’ve never been. Maybe it’s a place we dream of going, but for whatever reason, we’re unable. The Emotion It’s…… Read more “Memoir Inspiration: Corrie and Hayes”
This is the original post I wrote on Easter morning April 4, 2015 as a letter to my daughter. I left it mostly unedited to share again…… Read more “The Original Easter Letter to my Daughter from 2015”
If you read a children’s nursery rhyme, something dark crawls beneath its surface. Take Humpty Dumpty for example. He “sat on a wall.” Okay, it seems simple.”Humpty Dumpty had a…… Read more “Ain’t No One’s Humpty Dumpty”
Corrie on the night of my school’s eighth grade dance this past winter. Some seasons we long to keep going. It is like that swim you want…… Read more “The Middle School Season”
The hardest part of parenthood is letting go. I am learning to let go in more ways than one. I’m not Elsa at the top of the…… Read more “Letting Go and not in the Elsa Way”
I lost the kitten that went with the mitten. I don’t know where to find her. She played in the sun. When she was done, she came…… Read more “Lost the Kitten: A Corrie Poem by her Mom”
Corrie had a way of bringing out the artist in me. She had a way of opening me up when I had closed myself away from so…… Read more “You Will Have to Make Omelets Again”
Writing should always have a purpose. When we’re thirteen, it may only be to get those feelings out on paper with our limited knowledge of the world.…… Read more “A Poem for Corrie”
The work ahead of my family seems heavier than a load anyone wants to lift.It’s a load my students this year would say, “This is too much…… Read more “Mommy, I Need to Water the Flowers”
There is a sense you have nothing to lose after a major life catastrophe. I have previously written about having a purpose to write. Life experience has… Read more "Life after Her Death"
You know there’s rumors going ’round about Eddie. Some say he left his now adult daughters and never returned. Others say he planned to pick them up,…… Read more “Rumors about Eddie”
I wrote some meaningful poems during that time.
I wrote some crappy, thirteen-year-old blow your nose in notebook paper poems.
My daughter wants to pimp out my Mac and cheese. It’s creamy with the heavy cream and it’s three cheese. She says I can visit my students…… Read more “Pimping Out My Mac and Cheese”
During Coronavirus, I have admired the different steps people have taken to show kindness when I thought it was going the way of the dinosaurs. Just as…… Read more “The Thing about Memorial Day”
From my education blog that I started in January, I have a word or more about things teachers need to hear now. via Things Every Teacher Needs…… Read more “Things Every Teacher Needs to Hear”
Let’s talk about Lucy. I have a lot to say about this book, so there will be more than one post. While everyone else is discussing our…… Read more “The Plot is in the Poem”
Because as exhausting as my list of social cue questions is for me, imagine how many people there are who feel that way.
She was a touchstone for the last time I felt safe before I entered what would lead to an almost photographic memory of torture in middle school.
I’m fine with writing though because it doesn’t lie to your face or just disappear.
It happens so often. We have a love affair with a book. It’s even better when it is a series. I felt this way about The Hunger…… Read more “A Love Affair with Book”
My writing is back from the dead. Obviously, I’m still here. If you’ve read my blog before, you know I come and go. I know the most…… Read more “Tomi Adeyemi Brought my Writing Back from the Dead”
Enter a competition. I encourage you to do it. It’s been a hot minute since I did a contest. Although I’ve left my four blogs untouched for the last…… Read more “Meet Your Writing Goal: Enter a Competition”
Poetry’s dead, man. No one wants to read it. Chill. I’m kidding. I don’t know. Some people may argue poetry, like rock-n-roll, is dead; on it’s way…… Read more “Craft a Smaller Collection from your Longer Chapbook”
When I write the title with Cinderella, I mean the live one. Not the animated version. We could easily get caught up in the Ariel discussion. Yes,…… Read more “The Wisdom in Cinderella’s Words”