Category Archives: Recovery

Think of You

I think of you, On a grooming day. You bring down my tears and knees; I think of you, On a sunny day. You bring warmth to my body and soul; I think of you, On a raining day. You … Continue reading

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I am a creep

The stage lights dimmed. Everyone got quiet. He closed his eyes as the music started.  A sadness unfolded when he sang:  “When you were here before Could not look you in the eye You just look like an angel Your … Continue reading

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Father’s Grief

“Our baby boy passed away today, three years ago.  Shall we do something?” she asked expectantly. “I do not like these sorts of things.” Then, he walked away. What kind of father would refuse to mourn his son? She stormed … Continue reading

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Just believe

#1: Scene from the movie Finding Neverland Scene from Finding Neverland Boy Peter just lost her mother.  He was grieving. “I thought she would always be here.” He asked. “So did I.” A good friend of her mother explained. “In … Continue reading

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a drop of LIFE

What is living like?  Living is like cooking a big pot of soup, for decades. Each time, life, the ultimate iron chef, would mix different flavors to the soup, to give kinks and zest.  Overtime, the flavor changes and becomes … Continue reading

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Having Second Thoughts?

She sat across from him, sipping the last drips of coffee.   As she leaned over, she asked, “What do you think about our new life?” “What do you mean?” He asked. “You know,” she said. “You moved job because of … Continue reading

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A Golden Boy

She got up early to pack her lunch. As she putting the sandwich into the stylish black and white striped tote, she smiled.  It was her first week at a new job — A job she has been waiting for … Continue reading

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Quack, Quack, Quack

Quack, quack, quack. I followed the sound and looked out of the window: a little toddler was wiggling on the sidewalk with a pair of new sandals. He was little chubby, tried to balance his weight from one foot to … Continue reading

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The Best Weapon

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Mad as a Hatter.” I have a brother, few years younger. He was a favorite child in the family.  Being naughty was his best work and he got all the attentions from my … Continue reading

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Save Myself

Jane, a close friend of mine since college, is a mother of three. Her first child is already in her teens and through her second marriage, she has two kids, a three year old and 7 month old. These days, … Continue reading

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