Trading in my rocks…

Trading in my rocks…

Pride. Rocks, of all different sizes, that I  accumulated over time. I filled my pockets – greedy thing that I was – weighing myself down until I could barely move. Yet I strained, determined to slowly trudge on…this balancing act of keeping it all...
Five Minute Friday: Gift

Five Minute Friday: Gift

This week’s Five Minute Friday prompt is on the word gift. I must say this is the least pre-calculated FMF I’ve ever written. I hope it makes sense, ya’ll…   😉 *************** Gift Start: I’ve always heard that old adage,...
Grace: I’m not perfect

Grace: I’m not perfect

So summer vacation began yesterday. It started out when I heard screaming coming from the basement as I spent time writing in my favorite chair and drinking my morning tea. Not long after that little mishap was resolved Wyatt comes running into the kitchen...