Fear Archives ~ Page 5 of 8 ~ The Grace Between

Truth, and stories.

My daddy is a storyteller. A veritable Chaucer he is, his theatrics trapped in a failing body. The stories he tells, they define me. And in the telling, he wanders between truth and theater with ease, often sacrificing a little of one for a lot of another. A necessary...

I Am Not Alone

These last few days have been tough in the trenches of motherhood. On Sunday morning, all three of my precious offspring were crying simultaneously. And loudly. The Wee Man was kicking me as hard as his two year old legs could piston back and forth. I’m such a...

The extraordinary.

We are promised to each other for a little more than eight years now – and in those three thousand and ten days, {give or take a few}, we’ve spent a little less than half of them whole worlds apart. The separation of days makes riches of the extraordinary...

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