When I was young, my aunt used to have a picture hanging in her kitchen. It was a photo of a rose. Beneath the photo was a paraphrase of a famous quote: “I can complain because roses have thorns. Or more »
January 27, 2014
by Tricia
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Category Archives: Memories
December 16, 2013
by Tricia
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It was a snow day after all
I’d had it all planned out. As soon as I’d tiptoed away from the rooms where the sleeping children lay, I’d fly down the stairs, curl up on the couch with my laptop, and revise some copy while watching Ellen. more »
December 3, 2013
by Tricia
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A flash of a moment in time
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 »
November 26, 2013
by Tricia
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Good enough for a Sunday morning
The sun is streaming through the windows, casting shadows of criss crossed lines on the floor which is now scattered with puzzle pieces and books and stuffed bears and a mermaid with glittering fins and long, black yarn hair. Her more »
November 21, 2013
by Tricia
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Little fingers
Four tiny fingers wrap themselves around my index finger. The thumb completes the circle. And we’re off. Living room. Dining room. Kitchen. He pulls a little as we go. He sways and rocks a bit. He is steady… steadier every more »
