Balance
My stomach twists as I pass the pink paper sitting amongst the table’s clutter. “Freshman Course Selection: Class of…
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Written in Ink
We rushed into the restaurant, cold wind blowing behind us as we pushed through the glass doors. This would be…
Walking through Light and Dark
The warm sun greets me as I walk the retreat center grounds. Befuddled birds tweet their spring songs, confused by…
Smorried…
[This post originally appeared on the Heartwired Writing Facebook page -Katie] My eight year old daughter rushed to the car…
Launching
My garden’s Milkweed flourished this summer. For the first time, I discovered monarch caterpillars munching away at the leaves….