October 22, 2026
September 15, 2026
I wonder if you’ll still recognize me, even though you’re up-to-date on the story of my life at this point. Just so you know, I’m still the same artsy, hardworking, and awkward daughter you came to know and love, with a few major successes and drawbacks...
March 4, 2026
Her garden is the second most special thing to her. The most special is Charlie. If she joins her garden, Charlie can continue to work with all their seeds and their rich soil and the silly little jokes no one else but they cared to hear. They could still work together.
January 17, 2026
I’m going to see my sis today.
She loves when I tell
her stories. [Laugh.] So I’m
wearing my fossil bracelet with
a chambered nautilus [66 million
years old]; Amber [I’ll make up
a date]; A shark tooth — not a fossil.
December 25, 2025
As I clung to my trees and ornaments, the family began to fall apart. Many loved ones began to distance themselves from my particular form of Christmas joy. Maybe my trees and the joy they brought me in the deep dark winters scared them away?
December 7, 2025
December 7, 2025
“As quickly as they arrived, they were gone.
In this vicious assault just after dawn,
Our lost innocents, so wickedly killed,
Left us the voids that could never be filled.”
December 1, 2025
**Contains Triggers: death, mourning** There was no sense of winter, and certainly no sense of Advent. Summer or winter – she didn’t really care. She had nothing to look forward to in either season.
October 18, 2025
Her old Poppy thought she was the best.
He wouldn’t trade her for all the rest, even when she put him to the test.
April 24, 2025
**Contains Trigger: Child Death.** Tara paused and looked at the photos along the staircase wall, feeling the waves of joy and pain crash through her. She allowed herself to look at them afresh, giving in to those feelings after so many days and months of avoiding them.
August 11, 2023
Laid on the cold ground, eyes upon the stars, she held still.
If she didn’t exhale that breath and inhale another, everything could end....
March 24, 2023
Pallavi carefully put Junti to bed and sat beside her. The sounds of rain vividly reminded her of one such rainy evening three years ago when Junti had come to the orphanage with two other children.