Months had come and gone since I had scattered my husband’s ashes at the beach. Life had fallen into a comfortable routine of waking, walking and writing. Something I never meant to do, or even thought possible, but once I began, the words seemed to flow from my heart, through to my arm and intoContinue reading “Sarah’s Saint – VII”
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Sarah’s Saint – VI
The day arrived. It was no surprise to me that it would be dull and gray, wind whipping and the rain lashing. I stood at the window, gathering my courage. “One last time,” I whispered, hugging myself as if it would give me strength. Walking over to the mantel, I let my fingers trace theContinue reading “Sarah’s Saint – VI”
Sarah’s Saint – V
I pulled the blanket closer and looked outside through the blurriness that only rain-splattered windows could provide. The fireplace crackling in the background felt as soothing as the raindrops on the windowpane. This was a time for cozy blankets, good books, and a hot cup of tea. I watched the leaves dance as they clungContinue reading “Sarah’s Saint – V”
Sarah’s Saint – III
My dreams are troubled lately. There is no comfort or rest to be had for a weary soul who walks with nightmares instead of dreams. When I wake, I find the nightmares are real. The boogeyman is alive and well, and walking through the world disguised as a man. Sometimes, a woman. He exists inContinue reading “Sarah’s Saint – III”