It took almost 30 years, a random sentence and an impromptu visit to an old friend’s grave to make me realize what I did that day and to show me how far I’ve come.
My Little Buddy
It’s been 20 years since I’ve heard her laugh, dried the dishes while she washed and enjoyed her company over cookies and coffee. Only one cookie allowed per cup, by the way. That was our rule.
Dear Dad
Reading through your diaries – back during those nasty divorce years – I remember dealing with my own issues as a young teenager; never realizing how you suffered as well… especially missing mum.
Love Factually
Even when the truth crushed me, like ever-creeping walls, closing in like some Indiana Jones scenario, and me without my party, and an invisible quiver I couldn’t even see, of arrows with fire that had burned out long ago, and my only shield was my ability to be scarier than than the fears I faced.
The Lost and Found Gift of Love
I had to grow up fast… from being a “cowboy” to a man… figuratively, throwing myself at her feet; literally, begging for forgiveness.
Anything but Quiet: The Poetry of Ho Xuan Huong
Metaphorically, the same lines of the poem can be taken as a directive for life. If you want to reach your dreams, you have to let go of fretting and obsessing over every little obstacle that appears along the way.
Like Mother, Like Daughter
A miniature face was all you could see peeping out of the blanket – two navy-blue eyes, translucent white skin and a tiny pair of pursed red lips. Mother and child seemed other-worldly; like a mirage, flickering on and off.
Silence Kills Best
A new relationship brings new challenges. A new person to understand the desires of, and to desire their understanding in return. This, I suppose, would be requited love, after a fashion. Yet sometimes these feelings are never reciprocated. Unrequited love. Loving somebody who never loves you back.
Tamara Taggart Talks about Two Conversations That Changed Her Life
Tamara Taggart’s personal and heart-warming account of two separate conversations that eventually became undeniably inter-woven.
What Is Sensuality?
In a time of mass media we are losing the gentle and subtle art of attraction and a return to it maybe just what the world needs as a love potion.
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