The Top of the Hill

Analyn finally made it back to the top of the hill.  The place of her childhood where she sold pineapples with her grandmother by the side of the road.  Where she slept contentedly in the tiny room beside her. Will grandmother rebuff me for leaving the life she had dreamed of for me?   But,…

Thursday Doors: Puerto Rico Extras

These doors are my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities.  ~~ In continuation of last week’s door post, I am featuring doors my daughter, Sarah, discovered and captured on her recent trip to Puerto Rico.  I hope you enjoy! No doors next, but I thought I’d…

Thursday Doors: Puerto Rico

Sadly so, I’ve been away from the blog world for a bit of time for a number of reasons. I’m glad to be back. To kick off my return to Thursday Doors, I am sharing the colorful and amazing doors my daughter, Sarah, captured on her recent trip to Puerto Rico. We’re a mother-daughter door…

The Final Rose

A gentle breeze blew her grandmother’s curtains.  Sophie sat on the edge of her bed, holding her wrinkled hand for her final moments.  Her grandmother’s milky eyes focused over Sophie’s shoulder.  “Philipe, is that you?” her grandmother croaked.  “Grammy, it’s me, Sophie.”  Who’s Philipe? Sophie turned around to follow her grandmother’s gaze.  She gasped, for…