On some mornings, the sand feels firm under my feet. On other days, it squishes and collects between my toes. Once, I sank in the granular goop up to my ankles. Since I never know what the day [...]
You can call it indecisive. But I call it thoughtful. When faced with a decision, I try to see all angles. First I am on one side. And then I shift to the other. I go back and forth and the lines [...]
The two hinged sides of the small bivalve rested in an open position on the sand. Connected by a moist ligament, her identical shells faced one another. Even though her tenant vacated its home, [...]
The small speck tucked inside the pure, white shell reminded me of the early stages of my confidence. My little voice began as a tiny seed in my head. Years of life experiences nourished it and [...]
For me, there are two kinds of lines. First of all, there are lines I can see. I allow my eyes to focus on these visible guides to protect me. And the other ones are the lines I can feel. [...]
I like order. For one thing, all of my can good labels face outward on the shelves. In my closet, I line up my shoes by color. In addition, the the toilet paper sheets roll over not under in each [...]
“Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me. Call me this and call me that but call yourself a dirty rat.” As a little girl, I engaged in my share of [...]
“Mimi, I want to go parasailing with you. I think Max does too.” I embraced this leap of faith request from my seven-year-old granddaughter. She knew how much I enjoyed the summertime [...]
The shell Craig picked up was the biggest in my collection. I happily added it to the others. When Craig came into our family, I gained a son-in-law, a husband to my daughter, a brother-in-law to [...]
I rely on others for comfort in times of need. In turn, I try to offer supportive words when I can. However, sometimes I fall short. But my priority is to show up. Ocean Whisper: When I [...]
