Time Expired

Visitors even those we love are entitled to parking spaces in our lives but don’t forget even the best of friends have timed meters that expire when it’s time for us to roll up our sidewalks.  

The Knock

My writing was born when I started Inner Knockings and I have not paid much attention to the blog that started all my others.  It always gave me a view not often talked about but often in a unique way. These little short sentences would descend on me at any moment and I am grateful for my former Mentor Monika who helped me rediscover my deep love for writing. I hope they return soon.  

Lost and Found

Nothing is lost if it can be found. It’s just been misplaced.