Tagged with Longing

Time after time …

When I was younger I never thought about time. It seemed endless and forgiving. But as I grew older I realized time is finite. And I wondered, how does one go from being a ingénue to a blossomed 40 something? The years seem somewhat dream like. It’s as if one blink brought me forward 3 decades. … Continue reading »

Christmas Eve …

I’ve always been nostalgic about Christmas.  There’s something about it that brings me to a stage of soulfulness that other holidays can not. When I was a little girl Christmas Eve was magical. The warmth of a fire, Christmas music emanating from the console, a new pair of pajamas (that usually matched my sisters) and Santa Clause.  … Continue reading »

Sometimes It Happens …

There are times, like tonight, when I wish that I had someone.  Someone to help me deal with things that frustrate me, such as a recalcitrant fire alarm that will not stop chirping. Someone to laugh at the tantrum that I just threw, whilst standing upon a chair and hitting said fire alarm.  I long … Continue reading »

In The Blood …

  I wish to be an addiction. A virus in the body that makes ones heart beat faster and blood run hot. A scalding presence that sinks deep into the crevices of a brain, finding its way into the recesses, while melting reason along its path. A thought so prevalent that sleep can not erase the … Continue reading »

Todays Longing…

The day is hot and slow.  I’m longing to be away from it all.  Someplace where the earth is a red clay.  Where the smell of sweet grass is strong and the heat is dry and saturating.  I want to see  wild flowers. And, watch horses graze  in a pasture. I want to know that when evening … Continue reading »

Cape Cod Longing…

  I miss Cape Cod.      The last time I visited was in September 2009.  It’s been much too long.       I remember it was stunningly beautiful in the Fall.       The sunlight was dappled and welcoming.        The Indian Summer air was warm and left lingering remnants of salt on my lips.        I recall a red moon rose on the first night and it’s … Continue reading »