I understood that there were rules a proper woman must follow to be socially accepted, and then I saw that being ladylike was just a game we played.
Relationships
Cookie Cutter
Burning Ed’s name into my abdomen was the equivalent of getting a tattoo, just short of being engaged, a symbol of eternal love.
Junie
It was time she gave me, her presence, her thoughtful listening and focus. She made me feel like my words mattered.
Pancakes
Her eyes sparkled, her hair shimmered silver, and her jewelry shook and danced when she moved.
Queen of the House
She got married, had kids, kept a nice house, and made sure there was always plenty of lunch meat in the fridge for her husband.
Solo Flight
There was no dress rehearsal for being single. Suddenly my co-pilot was gone and I was flying solo.
Humble Pie
I often hold points of view like race horses waiting at the gate to gallop forth from my mouth.