Be the person….

We all have things in life that aim us down a certain path. What factors go into choosing which way we go?

Life Lessons 3: “Normal” The Slumber Party

Middle school killed my innocence. That's all there is to it really. Although life at home was overly dramatic and stressful, I still thought that we were pretty much normal. Going to middle school meant a new group of friends, new experiences, harder classes and the emergence of peer cruelty. I remember being so excited...

Lessons From Youth: Lesson 2; Bar-B-Que Causes Drama.

My mother didn't like to leave the house. I never questioned it, never thought anything of it. When we did go places, more often than not she would sit in the car as oppose to going inside. Going to the grocery store, wait in the car. Going to get food, wait in the car. Going...

The Rain

I showed up for work not feeling the Monday. As I swiped my card I heard Mr. Smith behind me, "Oh there you are!" I turned around, surprised that anyone would be looking for me so early in the day. Typically my duties wouldn't begin until after the tardy bell. That's when the long line...

Lessons From Youth. Lesson 1: “Normal”

Reminiscent of my childhood "library". I taught myself to read when I was three years old. I would sit in the bathroom closet and looking at comics that were hidden inside. I couldn't read, so I would peruse the images and try to make sense of what was happening. The were detailed comic books that...

The birth of the family curse.

Whenever I was a teenager my eyes opened to how bad life really was. I began to jokingly refer to everything negative in my world as "the Jackson family curse". I think at the time I was trying to be ironic but somehow the concept seemed to have merit and the more that I thought...

Tonight

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/09/27/your-daily-word-prompt-tonight-september-27-2019/ Tonight I will sleep. The nightmares won't come, the fear won't wake me. Maybe if I say it often enough it will be true. I don't remember the last time that I slept, truly restfully slept. I wake up between three a.m. and four a.m. every single night. Usually dreams are the reason. Once...

In Dreams

I dreamed of him last night. No, not HIM, another him. Equally as important in my youth. I was standing in front of my grandparents house, when it was still my grandparents house. He stood holding a water hose, tending to his pecan tree. I was trying to talk him into moving. "Grandpa" I said,...

The Path (another throwback to 1998)

Rounding the corner of the badly worn gravel path was like crossing into another world. The sun warmed our backs and drifted lazily through the overhanging canopy of branches adorning the young oak trees. We had left the desert-like west Texas emptiness and emerged into a forest. Untouched and innocent to the ways of human...