Backtracking.

I thought I was leaving the rut. I thought everything was going to be left behind. I was moving forward. Silly me. Official Note from XXX City. That’s what the envelope said. I was stupid enough to think it was a parking ticket I was unaware of. Of course it wasn’t. It was a reminder … More Backtracking.

What Am I Fighting For?

It’s hard to fight for something when the other person doesn’t care. It’s hard not to question your worth when you are tossed aside every other day. It’s hard not to question if you will ever be loved again. You were so close to marriage—to starting a new life with someone. That someone was your … More What Am I Fighting For?

Her Life Has Changed

He still hasn’t realized it, but his actions would affect her for the rest of her life. Would she trust again? Maybe in a few years. Maybe after letting a few good ones go because she could never really believe they’d want to be with her. Would she be celebrating her 20th wedding anniversary thinking, … More Her Life Has Changed

Am I Broken?

I must be broken. That’s the only explanation. Unwanted by those supposed to love me most. I must be defective. They must see something fundamentally wrong with me. Relinquished by my birth family. Left shortly before my wedding. Good people don’t have this happen to them, do they? I’m not really sure anymore. It seems … More Am I Broken?

Enough.

A short story about boundaries and realizing what you’re worth. Clarice walks into the boutique, surveying the gowns surrounding her. She cannot believe she has gotten herself into this situation. She remembers the lunch like it was yesterday. Teresa had invited her out to lunch. Clarice was pretty surprised given the nature of their last … More Enough.