Tag Archives: Love
What is life? Oh, Maggie May. It’s question after everlasting question. It is a tumble of words and a throb of sounds; music to lift you and gift you and steal you and fill you. It is the quiet of … Continue reading
The Music Man (Or, I’m not a witch, I’m your wife) There they were, laughing, happy, wrapped in a world of their own making. People walked by and hardly noticed how happy they were. What a joy.
I wake at night. Not every night, but often. I wake with a start, with a definite thought in my head. Sad things or stressful things have me sitting bolt upright at four am, wondering how to solve them. But … Continue reading
He stood outside. We’d had a fight, a bad one. I was visiting him in New York. I’d said terrible things. We spent that day walking, trying to find familiar ground. Trying to make it alright Without words. I love … Continue reading
This is not a sad story. This is a story about a life filled with good things and bad things but always, always, an open heart for the great things. That’s why I look up. I was sitting at a … Continue reading