July 2, 2014
by Tricia
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On the shortest, darkest, most bitterly cold day of Winter, I push through with the dream of this day. I endure the white and the grey and the way my fingers feel like they just might fall off, giving up more »
May 20, 2014
by Tricia
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We only had twenty minutes. So we sat in the grass. Just sat in the grass. Us, surrounded by little blades of green poking and tickling and swaying lightly in the breeze. No bubbles or chalk or trucks or blocks. more »
May 7, 2014
by Tricia
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Sometimes I feel trapped. By my children. That’s horrible to say. It is. But I say it because, maybe, sometimes, you feel it too? Sometimes I feel trapped just by the fact that they are children and they are mine. more »
April 29, 2014
by Tricia
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Marriage is a fragile thing. I don’t like to think of it that way, either. I don’t. I prefer to think of love as all-powerful. The strongest of strong binding agents. Infinite in its beauty and magic. Capable of carrying more »
December 3, 2013
by Tricia
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And we’ve finally reached that point. And that may be all it is. A point. A brief, flash of a moment in time. And maybe tomorrow or next week I’ll look back to right now and make a wish to more »