I want take long drives with my lover— to feel his hand on my thighs to hear his voice joining mine, in a duet, as we sing along with songs that encapsulates the soundtrack of our years together. I want to listen as he pulls words from his heart and tell me about his dreads,…
I went to bed two nights ago clutching my pillow, pressing my quaking chest into the firmness of it, praying, silently, for the throbbing to stop, and the ache to pass. I went to bed two nights ago searching for peace. But the horrific mages I turned off hours before kept flashing, like a slideshow…
Several weeks ago, when I explained the symptoms I was having to my neurologist, he nonchalantly recommended an MRI to rule out two disturbing possibilities: MS and brain tumor.I managed to put one foot before the other, and maintained a false-calm demeanor while I waited. When the neurologist called with the results, Hubby and…
I was sitting outside, editing, when Zuri opened the door with a petrified look on her face.“Mommy, Zahara burned herself.”I dropped my computer on the chair and ran behind my daughter into the kitchen. The stove was still on and a funky-looking funnel cake was burning in the pot. An orange…