A relative question turned into a long essay

My brother asked me once why I talked so much and had so many interests? Why not? He told me that he thought I was talking so much because I was so unhappy with my life and I did so many things to distract myself from my unhappiness. Now that is an interesting take on…

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Yellow in the glass

She does like to sort colors of objects into containers. Take the joy in little things. During the day she called every pipe cleaner yellow yellow yellow yellow as she transferred them from glass to glass while pretending to drink from a pipe cleaner I wrote the colors of the pipe cleaners on the glasses…

A wasp nest

What is so complicated about a life with pitfalls and avalanches? It is just life and how I view it all today is just a small trip over a twig and a great fall on a wet leaf. I stumbled got my knees bloodied stood back up with the help of a baby girl a…

Food conversation

"nam-nam-nam" (I'm hungry and would like something in my mouth now) "nyum-nyum-nyum-nyum" (I like applesauce very much) Girly, tipped her head sideways and laughed at the straw I presented to her.  She can suck her medicine from a syringe dispenser, but wasn't sure how to drink the applesauce from the straw.  I placed the straw…

Now I celebrate

Tofutti peanut butter chocolate syrup A sleeping, walking child she took four steps today I completed my sonnet I completed my collage I walked outside in the daytime and didn't have a panic attack. We buy our house tomorrow I will have a studio again I will have peace again I'm not running away, I'm…

My take on being a mentally ill parent with children.

my response to http://kittomalley.com/2015/02/20/compassion-childhood-trauma-of-parental-mental-illness-1000speak/ metalflowermaker February 26, 2015 / 3:58 am Thank you for this discussion. In advance: I’m sorry this is so long. I had an exchange recently (screaming argument) with my ex who decided to blame my genes for the behavior of our eldest child. I realized that as far away from that…

Vince

Funny how a person from a recurring dream can resurface from your sub conscious after years of absence. Vince and I went to college together though I know he never existed He reminds me of stories that I almost remember knowing that he was never there. We are always in an apartment together he's the…

I had to change my hat

Today Supermom reared her ugly head I woke up on a search and seizure mission to find the contraband that we know exists in a school locker I'm rusty and out of practice Ugh, I forgot to check the current backpack... Defeated by the wily young offspring I left empty handed but confirmed something My…

Aging greyfully

My hair has been grey since I was twenty-one, with eyelashes curly and black. Add fifteen years of children, divorce, life's fun moments, I had one white eyelash and one white eyebrow. Two years later, two more white eyelashes and an untold number of white eyebrows have sprouted. At the maximum three foot length of…