First we will feel and make room for grief, knowing that in love’s time we will go forward, greater than we were, better for having known another.
About Carol Good
Carol's favorite subject in school was English, she loved spelling bees and has written a thing or two about dark and stormy nights. Her love of words and writing continues today, and she's enjoying the seemingly endless inspiration that life has to offer.
Carol offers writing and copyediting services. For more information, please visit her website Backspace Writing and Copyediting.
Becoming
In the distance, I see possibility and joy. Each day, a celebration of the triumphant version of me.
Lailo: Apart From Concrete Realities
From parting with children and the effects of cold coffee, to giving birth and the up-side of napping in class, the conversation began to unfold as I delved deeper into the inner-workings of the artist known as Lailo.
The Missing Gifts
Every Christmas is different, and this year will be no exception. I’m good with a departure from turkey, and am open to coconut milk eggnog. But of course, adapting to change doesn’t always come easy, especially when love is involved.
It Has Taken a Lifetime
It has taken a lifetime of living to realize I’m not an expert at life.
Secrets
Sometimes we keep secrets for people that we should never be asked to keep…
Look at Me
Let us reveal, with our eyes, our true selves…and feel what it is to truly acknowledge one another.
The Whirlwinds of Change
It feels like only yesterday that I was wearing acid-wash jeans, life was all about the weekend and my collection of mix tapes was growing by leaps and bounds. I’m turning how old??
A Letter To My Sense of Humor
I’m grateful for my sense of humor, and hope it’s always there when I need it.
It’s Time to Re-Define My Measuring Stick
As another new year begins, the need to strike a balance between past and present emerges once again.
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