Category: Reflection
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Their Last Summer at the Cabin
The morning cool was fading under a slow building heat. Papaw sat in the rocking chair, the one everyone wanted but always gave up when he was near. Blackbirds singing on power lines.The river murmuring.The clink of dishes inside.A baby crying.The hum of a box fan. I sipped my coffee. Sweat clung to me. It… read more
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I Don’t Believe in “No Regrets”
I have collected a lot of regrets in 35 years: A 10 year friendship unraveling.Exhausting excuses I prioritize.Never saying “I love you” but never leaving.Yelling at my grandma. I don’t believe in “no regrets”. Every time I bury one, it returns in the middle of the night. I remember the argument with my grandma. She… read more
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I Give The Gifts I Want to Receive
The bread turned out perfect. It was an orange olive oil cake I baked in my new cast iron loaf pan. It was soft, the crust was chewy, and it was pure bliss. I sliced a piece and wrapped it in parchment paper. In black sharpie I wrote, “BEKAH” in all caps. I cut another.… read more
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When You Live Alone There’s No One Else to Blame
I couldn’t find my keys and it was all my fault. That is the negative thing about living by yourself. You have no one to blame for the dirty dishes, missing items, and growing stack of junk mail but yourself. I had 10 minutes to get to physical therapy. It took 4 minutes to get… read more
