Flashback

At 5 am I open my eyes. No good reason.

She is standing in the dining room, straight little body, so far down below us. How can a whole person be so miniature. Pink corduroy overalls, little striped tee with puffed sleeves, white leather tie-up shoes that look like flattened marshmallows. She is going to sing to us what she learned today.

“Twinkle.

LITTLE star.

EYE wonder.

What you are.

Up above so high of THE world.

Like a diamond.”

Her arm has traced an arc over her head and now she holds out both hands, beatific.

For her this is a good moment. But she is singing before the storm to come.

My heart breaks into a thousand pieces.

8 thoughts on “Flashback

  • September 30, 2016 at 1:12 pm
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    heart breaking into a million pieces-totally grabs my heart and creates appetite for more…

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    • October 3, 2016 at 12:49 pm
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      Thank you too, Dianne!

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  • October 1, 2016 at 5:38 am
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    Makes me want to read more….

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    • October 3, 2016 at 12:49 pm
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      Thank you so much – you don’t know what that means to me!

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  • October 7, 2016 at 11:11 am
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    That’s beautiful, Ann! Congrats on pursuing your gift for writing. Can’t wait to read the whole book!

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    • October 19, 2016 at 8:59 am
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      Thank you, Pamela. I’ll let you all know when it’s published. I say “when,” not “if,” to encourage myself, by the way. I don’t know if any publisher will take it on. But you gotta have faith in yourself before anyone else will, right?

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