• Elizabeth commented on the post, automatic 1 year, 8 months ago

    I started to look for something small and insignificant, and accidentally came across your baby photos. The tears that fell onto the paper were an automatic response; I didn’t expect to see your smile and small hands, and when my memories came flooding back, there the sadness and joy returned.

  • Elizabeth commented on the post, unopened 2 years, 1 month ago

    There are so many parts of my heart that remain unopened. The secret webs, weeds, seeds, and buds that have yet to blossom. But like a prairie, not every plant is desirable or necessary. Some, given the opportunity to bloom, will choke out the beautiful daisies, petunias, or morning glories. Some, in their natural state, are best to be left unopened.

  • I should have had him prosecuted. What if he had done this to others? Of course he was the state wresting champion and I was a well known community member. No one would have believed that Mr. Small Town America would be anything but perfect.

  • Elizabeth commented on the post, undone 3 years, 5 months ago

    Well isn’t this appropriate for the truth being unveiled. It has undone the threads of trust, the cords of love, the seams of strength. The words and truth have left me bare, questioning why I ever allowed those threads to be grafted in.

  • Elizabeth commented on the post, dilemma 3 years, 5 months ago

    Here I sit…postponing the inevitable as I committed to reading fiction. They lie to my right, slumped over, initially excited that I chose them. Face down, a sense of being used. The same dilemma I feel I am in when my body does what my spirit is against.

  • Elizabeth commented on the post, stability 3 years, 6 months ago

    Oh I how I crave the predicability of stability. A rock to lean on, food to eat, the sun to shine at the same time each day. To know that each moment I am loved, the blood rushing through my vessels like a stream has run through rocks for the last thousand years. Not much change here.

  • Elizabeth commented on the post, peripheral 3 years, 7 months ago

    At the core is where I feel the myriad of emotions, experiences, and eleutheria. However, the peripheral areas are where the rubber meets the road. Where the feeling of love is spread to others, the hatred of the heart is used to hurt others, and where the freedom of the spirit is carried out as wanderlust.

  • Elizabeth commented on the post, rented 4 years, 9 months ago

    If I could only feel like the last week has been rented emotions- perhaps the landlord can take them back and we can be happy and love each other again. It was hard seeing hurting, knowing you lost your best friend, too. Here we are sitting in front of each other within reach yet feeling so far away. Maybe the rental period will eventually end.

  • Elizabeth commented on the post, devastated 4 years, 9 months ago

    Devastation reminds me of pure washing away of everything that you know, believe, dream, live, love, feel, reach, smell and hope in. Sometimes God washes away the old to bring forth the new. Just as the seasons change and new growth abounds, devastation can lead to new life. Do not dwell on the former things, but look ahead for what is to come. Be…[Read more]

  • How fitting, as all of the ingredients wait patiently to be blended together, melted, poured, baked, and stirred. Alone they are sufficient, but married their souls flow together, never to be torn apart again. For once was separate, will now always be as one. If one is missing, the entire experience is bare. So always be aware, be ever present,…[Read more]

  • Elizabeth commented on the post, trails 4 years, 11 months ago

    One of my most favorite things to do in solitude is hike the trails of the mountains in South Dakota. I am often reminded of the poem, Two Roads Diverged in a Yellow Wood… and often I do take the harder, less trodden path in life. The many trails I’ve come across in my life have all led me to where I am now, perhaps like a maze. I wonder what is…[Read more]