The connection, the belonging…reminds me once again, I’ve come home.
Restored to her former glory, it was time to set sail.
For years, I fought the urge to cry. Thankfully, I’ve recently discovered what I’ve been missing.
We will meet one day, you and I. Life is so much about timing – love, especially so. That’s okay, I’ll wait for you.
A few mementos, new surroundings and much-needed time – now, I could remember.
Santa Claus, a filled stocking, the tree in all its glory – as Christmas draws near, I’m reminded of the magic as seen through a little girl’s eyes. And although I still love the twinkling lights and the early mornings in my pyjamas, waiting for everyone to get up, I no longer have a wish list. Well, there may be one item on that list, but it’s a pretty tall order – even for Santa.
I’ll juggle my schedule, put household projects on hold and leave laundry for another day – what is it about summer that makes me so irresponsible??
When I first met Tres Leches, I was aloof and disinterested. Left alone in a room together, however, we were forced to get to know each other better. It beckoned me closer. Tempted, I leaned in. It brushed my lips softly and against my will I savored its sweetness. It was love at first bite.
Tamara Taggart’s personal and heart-warming account of two separate conversations that eventually became undeniably inter-woven.
No matter what life throws my way, I’ll always have my 3-ply toilet paper.