Clothed

Lately, the word clothed keeps coming to mind. I am not sure why, but it has been on my mind more often than not this week. When I think of clothed, I get an ache in my body, but again – why. So, as I sit here on the couch, at two o’clock in the morning listening…

Black Curtain

“Where should we sit?” She asked. “We can go to our usual spot or sit up top? We can even, sit behind the black curtain.” I laughed, “Oh my lanta, what?” “Really, we can worship all crazy.” So, there we were, sitting away from everyone, behind the black curtain. One of us, sick with the…

Dear Diary (#3)

At just 14, I was faced with the fact that I would need a total hip replacement. I didn’t know what that meant or how it would all unfold. I just knew it was a big operation. It devastated me, it broke my heart, and scared me more than anything. So many questions ran through…