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Soothing One's Soul
I love the summer. It’s not just the warm weather that invigorates my soul, but the extended hours of sunlight. These added hours of daylight allow me to take an evening walk that helps soothe my soul. I have learned to cherish this time alone.As I walk along my usual two-mile route through the neighborhood, I take in the sights and sounds of nature that surround me. I especially enjoy the beautiful flower gardens along the way. Flowers, I think, nature’s artwork. They give my such joy. They have raised my spirits during many difficult times in my life. I depend on them so much to boost my spi...
Dying Light Rekindled
I’ve emerged from the sea so many times. A trembling palm reaching towards the starry sky just above me, digits blue and wrinkled at every crease. So close and yet so far.So many times have I emerged from the sea, breathing erratic and chest pounding with throes of pain surging throughout a shaken soul. Begging for air. Begging to breath. Lost even amongst the one place I wished to be. Wished for so many times over that a dream soon became a nightmare.So many times have I reached that violent, thrashing surface, having seemed so silent and still from below. Like the heavens to my hell. So many...
We Stood Together (Ironworker Trade School Story)
The year 2002 was drawing to a close. Second-year Ironworker trade school arrived. Fortunwww.onedoor.ccately, my good buddy BJ sat just a few chairs away from me in class. [Lucky me] Welding is a big part of the workload for a Structural and Ornamental Ironworker. Welding class started at noon, and on today's agenda was for the class to weld their flat position CWB welding coupons. (I attained my flat position CWB welding-ticket a few years prior; therefore, I did not have to take part. BJ, however, spent very little time welding, which meant: he had to take part in all the welding class's teachings). BJ a...
How Could She Have Known?
HOW COULD SHE HAVE KNOWN? I could not put the question out of my mind. How could this woman with piercing blue eyes and the silver chunky necklace hanging from her bronze and sun kissed neck, have the wisdom to answer the question that had plagued me for weeks?I awoke in the morning after a broken night of fitful sleep. My dreams were full of images from the nightmare called “yesterday”. I wondered how I would manage the day as my bare feet trudged along the cold tile floor to the far end of the kitchen. As I filled the tea kettle and lit the burner, the question came to my mind once again. ...