I’ve been waiting for anger to subside or at least squidgy a little to the left or, if not that, slide a bit lower or melt, maybe, from my furrowed brow and clenched jaw or warm the nippy fluids buffering my heart by just half a degree or soften just the tiniest bit the hardened […]
Archive for the ‘Anger’ Category
Making Way for the Poem
Posted in Anger, Poetry, Protest, Women, Writing on January 14, 2018 | 1 Comment »
Shrapnel
Posted in Anger on April 27, 2015 | Leave a Comment »
You tell me what you needed from me.
“The truth shall set you free”
Posted in Anger, Emotions/Inner World, Meditation, Men, Relationships on July 25, 2014 | Leave a Comment »
Yeah, right. The truth will rip large, irreparable holes in your stockings, explode buttons, rend sleeves from their seams, leave only dangling threads and wonder.
Anger in the Living Room
Posted in Anger, Books, Kindness, Relationships, Thich Nhat Hahn on May 31, 2014 | Leave a Comment »
Here’s the best advice I’ve ever heard on knowing if someone’s the right guy to marry: marry the man who respects and values his mother. Not just loves her, as few mortals can admit to not loving their Mums, even the Mums who messed them up. Run, don’t walk, away from those who love their […]
Definition of a Good Day: My Father Didn’t Die and I Didn’t Kill my Mother
Posted in Acceptance, Aging, Anger, Daughters, Death/Loss/Grief, Fathers, Fear, Friendship, Meditation, Writing on January 30, 2014 | 2 Comments »
Some days, “goodness” is defined more simply. A break in the weather. Errands completed with relative ease. My son has a good day at school and responds by my 4th nagging request to get off the computer. My husband returns from his 12-hour day energized and fatigued, rather than exhausted and depleted. I manage to […]