TERESA’S THOUGHTS: Annie is the dog I thought I would never have. It seemed disloyal to love again after losing my sweet boy, Chocolate. Time softened my heartache and eventually Annie and I found our way to each other. Annie is not a perfect dog but she is perfectly mine and I am perfectlyContinue reading “Annie”
TERESA’S THOUGHTS: After years of feeling the pull to write more, I have finally rearranged my life in such a way to devote more hours to writing. This rearranging involved downsizing and rebelling against consumerism which demands I spend money to keep up and impress others. Oprah Winfrey starts her podcast, “Super Soul Conversations,” withContinue reading “The Gift of Time”
Let me be like sea glass Shattered free from what once made me whole Let me be broken open without fear and fuss Adrift from all I once called mine. Trusting the ancient buoyancy of salt water Surrendering to waves and rocks grinding at my edges Let me lie hidden until serenely polished To keepContinue reading “Sea Glass”
What would I be bold enough to tell death if I invited him to join me for a chat over a cup of warm peppermint tea?
I’m not sure why the words, Mother Mentors, on the brochure asking for volunteers caught my eye. My daughters were grown. My days of full time mothering were over. But the word “mentors” sidled up next to “mother,” intrigued me. Maybe it was because as a young mother I felt no matter how fast IContinue reading “Mother Mentors: Finding My Do-Over”
One day at the market after my shopping cart was full, my daughter and I made our way to the checkout counter. Our cashier wore a nametag with a name I felt was “not from around here.” In an attempt to be friendly I asked, “What is the origin of your name?” I caught aContinue reading “Microaggressions at the Market”
I’ve been circling around writing for the past few months without actually writing; like a movie shark circling around a bloodied limb but never clamping down with its razor sharp teeth. But as with most things I try to avoid, eventually I come to a dead end and I am face to face with it. I wonderedContinue reading “All The Reasons Why”
A poem about finding the calm within oneself regardless of the weather swirling around you.
Each day I walk around in white skin enjoying the safety and privilege that entails. I did nothing to earn this, but I have benefited from it from the moment I was born. Those I love the deepest, my husband and daughters, are the most beautiful of black. One day my grandchildren willContinue reading “My White Skin”
“Shake Dem Halloween Bones” by Mike Reed is a children’s book that combines colorful illustrations of children dressed in fairy tale costumes with a catchy chorus. “Shake, shake, shake dem bones now. Shake, shake, shake dem bones now. Shake, shake, shake dem bones at the hip hop Halloween Ball”. We read the book and singContinue reading “Shake, Shake, Shake Your …”