My Favourite Memories of Baseball

I wrote this last year for a magazine submission. I initially heard back that it was received and enjoyed and they would get back to me, but never heard back after that.

This is a memory of mine, tying me to baseball. A time before innocence was lost and the ugly reality of life poked its head in my door. Thought I’d share during this run for the wild card spot.

A Wonderful Gift of Love

She sank her toes deep into the cool sand and slowly rubbed her feet back and forth. Nature’s foot spa, she thought to herself. The amber rays of the morning sun were starting to wash away the dark hues of night. It would be another beautiful summer’s day. Already the first awakenings were occurring. BirdsContinue reading “A Wonderful Gift of Love”

The Boy That Was Mine

I dreamt of him again. The boy that was mine so long ago, who liked cuddles and thought I hung the moon. We laughed and cried, then went outside to shoot some hoops in the driveway. I played catch and held onto bicycle seats as we sped down streets, scared and laughing. I was standingContinue reading “The Boy That Was Mine”