Mending
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At the edge of forgetting, an old house seems to know the name of the woman sitting beneath its porch with a candle against the dark.
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Another baby is not the dream by itself; the dream is partnership with someone who reaches for the work, the children, and the life beside her.
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She still believes in love, but the next yes must belong to someone who loves the whole family—not merely the woman at its center.
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Family is sometimes found, not inherited—in the people who stay quietly enough that their kindness eventually becomes home.
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Two friends learn grief side by side, discovering that loss does not end so much as permanently change the rhythm of breathing.
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Somewhere between packed boxes and the road out of British Columbia lived the quiet thought that almost made her stay.
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Years disappear whenever one familiar name lights up her phone and her heart remembers how to be fourteen again.
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Before she even reads the message, her smile recognizes the name—proof that memory lives as much in the body as the mind.
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After the last bottle and the day’s final demand, a quiet smoke becomes less about escape and more about returning to herself.
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Some people become memories; others remain questions, carried through oceans, years, and the unfinished possibility of what might have been.
Between Bruises & Blooms 