Writing Prompt 2
I went on a walk and the wind walked with me. It really did. Whenever I'd pass a tall old tree, or an overgrown thicket of green, or a well-rooted…
I went on a walk and the wind walked with me. It really did. Whenever I'd pass a tall old tree, or an overgrown thicket of green, or a well-rooted…
Sunshine is spilling in from the glass on our balcony door and splashing warmth all over our white frayed comforter. It's making Saturday feel special. This is extra sweet because…
It's Sunday and my seat will be empty. That seat there next to the preacher where I stand and raise one hand in worship and slip the other into his…
I just started a pot of lentil and sausage soup. It's bubbling all wild and happy on the stove as I mix cornbread. It's dreary and grey and soggy outside,…
Even though it's set to rain later today, I feel hope rising. I've mentioned it before... This joyful expectancy that wakes up with me on many Sundays. There's even a…
I'm leaning back in the bath now. My hair's all up in a messy bun, I have a few candles dancing, and I'm calming a little. I've reached relaxation. This…