wonderful images. I especially liked the memories of floating in the bathtub and how all the sounds were dampened. the dog going to her bed, the dishes, and just that lovely warm space. thanks for this.
"i could count his ribs in the gray-cold for hours..." mmmm. if ever there was a moment of crawling into an ark, waiting for the arc of light...you've found it here. love this entirely! <3
I loved hearing your voice reading the poem to me! Such description, I could see it all and feel it. Your writing is phenomenal.
Michelle! Thank you. I believe adults deserve read alouds too 🤩❤️
wonderful images. I especially liked the memories of floating in the bathtub and how all the sounds were dampened. the dog going to her bed, the dishes, and just that lovely warm space. thanks for this.
This was beautiful, Deidre. I especially enjoyed you reading it to us.
Brooke, thank you so much. And I’m glad to hear you liked hearing it aloud—I am a firm believer that we ALL deserve a good read-aloud, even grow ups!
“and I remember, all over again, that I am a child made for light.” Beautiful!!!
What a lovely story. I want more.
I meant to tell you this today, but I LOVE this piece. So deep, so lilting, so delicious. And the ending 🙌🏻✨
Oh Deidre this is BEAUTIFUL.
I can't get over your word pictures. This is a stunning piece, as always ♡
I love this sooo much! Gorgeous language and imagery, and a powerful story as always.
"i could count his ribs in the gray-cold for hours..." mmmm. if ever there was a moment of crawling into an ark, waiting for the arc of light...you've found it here. love this entirely! <3
Unique, beautiful, brilliant. Love it