A smile for you
A smile from me
A smile in all
Sweet honesty
I love you
And you love me
With true love
That was meant to be
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Vonita
The second time my mother fell pregnant, my parents already had a ninth month old baby girl, and were not too overjoyed with the thought of another baby right away. A birth control fail that worked in my favor! Though perhaps I would be a boy they wondered, and they would name me Peter. But in the event of a girl, my parents had overheard the name Juanita somewhere, and my dad (I think) suggested Vonita. So when I popped out a girl and not a boy that’s the name they used. And no second name because they had already given my mother’s name Linda to my sister. And going up the chain would have given me Marion or Alma, but they just left it at Vonita.
Happy Place
This evening I went for a swim in our local pool. I was reminded again how swimming totally transports to my happy place. I don’t care about anything when I am submerged in water, the world becomes a wonderful, warm, magical place. All my troubles disappear. And this evening I was presented with the backdrop of cloudless blue skies and the green of overlooking trees, as the sun began to set. I cut my last lap short so I could grab a snap before the sun disappeared entirely. It is not the best photo, but I had to share it!
Drink Dancing-50 Word Story
The wedding was in full swing. I was nine, turning ten. Music blared as a group gathered on the dance floor. With horror, I saw. My dad! I ran and hid. From my hiding place, I recognized the voices of my friends. They had recognized him! I curled up tighter.
Shopping Bags
At my local supermarket, a shopping trolley can only be used in exchange for a coin. I never bother because it is sometimes difficult to return when the shopping is done, and I’m wanting to get home. So I rather suffer in silence, buying only what can fit in a few bags that can be carried by hand. This morning I was waiting at the car park elevator, burdened with my heavy bags, bigger items wedged underneath my arms, ready to go. No trolley required! I felt a tap on my shoulder. A kind elderly couple said they have plenty of room, I can share their trolley. I attempted a polite decline, but they insisted. After the elevator came to a stop, the man said he will accompany me to my car. And helped pack the bags for me. All with a smile and good nature. A random act of kindness that really touched me.
Across the Void
Looking up, I met your eyes
Oh, the Smell!
The plan was always to send my daughter to a girls-only school for high school. Now with my son in a mixed school, we are thinking of sending her there too. She spoke to me about it yesterday. Do I want her in a mixed school so she can find a boyfriend when she is older? I don’t think so, I told her. I want her to focus on her school-work, but the world is made up of males and females. So it is perhaps good for her to get used to boys now, instead of being separated until later. And good to get used to their smell, she replied.
Because they smell really bad, she clarified.
Fantasy
Hey, you know what paradise is? It’s a lie
A fantasy we create about people and places as we’d like them to be
Charlene – I’ve Never Been To Me
Self-Discovery
Understanding myself
Is the only way
To get over
You
The month of chocolates and roses! 🍫🌹❤️
Poems and Petals 