I have a lot of keepsakes. Most of them aren’t antiques or collector’s items, but they’re special to me. Why? Because they come with memories attached. And what is more precious than a memory? These Pyrex bowls belonged to my mother. They may have been a wedding present. She used the largest one when she made potato salad. Every time I use one of them, I think about her.
“For last year’s
to last year’s language
And next year’s words
Await another voice.
T. S. Eliot
I’ve seen some great author logos. Clever and inspiring. Just right for their genre. Naturally, I wanted one of my own. Simple and not too cliche. Something my readers would remember. So, when I came across the crescent moon and star and found out it stands for progress, light, and knowledge. I knew it was the one for me.
Many thanks to my incredible cover artist, Suzannah Safi, who always sees my vision.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
This is something I wrote a long time ago. One of the first things I ever submitted to a contest. Needless to say, it’s gone through some editing since I won first place with it. A writer never stops tweaking!
These days, I just sit out on the front porch in a daze. My family doesn’t know what to do with me. To them, I’m an old woman living in the past. They don’t know I can time travel. Snicker all you want, but it’s true.
Anything can trigger it. A gentle breeze lifting the hair on my arms, the sound of someone’s voice, smells like honeysuckle or roses, children’s laughter. The memories come, faded at first like old black and white photographs of days gone by. And if I concentrate on them long enough, I’m young again, full of hopes and dreams and promises.
It’s a trip. Sparks of emotion exploding into fireworks. An aching lump in my throat. Joy mixed with regret. Bittersweet. Too much to bear sometimes, but I can’t stop myself.
When I was young, I charged ahead at breakneck speed without savoring precious moments or taking the time to breathe. Learned my lesson far too late. Now I take my time. Close my eyes and watch everything unfold again.
This is where I want to be from now on…