Stop Long Enough to Play


// The hero was just about to save the day. Villain thwarted and damsel saved. Just… a little… further… He could almost reach her. “Try harder, Ken. Try harder. You can’t let her fall.”

His one true love MUST be saved. Reeeeeach! The clock was ticking. Time was running out. It can’t end like this.

“Shauna, supper time!” and I would jump out of my skin, a violent reminder of reality.

“MOM! Don’t scare me like that!”

She would just shake her head and marvel at why I would be gasping for air and clutching my heart.   Read more

Day 21: Friends Still Call To Me

This largely unedited free-write is linking up with the Write 31 Days Challenge. // indicates the start and stop of five minutes. The prompt word for today is PARK. Go!



//  Church picnics were the best. Endless hours of summer stretching into the cool of the long evenings. Eight o’clock, nine o’clock, ten-thirty, and we were still racing through the playground with other dirty children. Hair messed, faces streaked, and smiles of utter exhaustion a mile wide. So much fun that even the mosquitoes couldn’t make us stop playing tag.

Parents happily chatting together, some in lawn chairs, others on blankets; sometimes playing baseball, sometimes croquet. Grateful to be connecting with friends while kids disappeared for hours on end.

I can smell the burgers grilling. I can feel the corn splashing up my cheek as I struggle to grip the buttery mess. I can taste the ice cream as it drips down my chin.   Read more