Your Insecurity is Not My Problem via @CStreetlights

It’s Not My Problem if You’re Insecure

An insecure man stammered his way into my life last week. Like all insecure men, this one hid behind his computer screen and cell phone because he was too much of a coward to face a real person let alone anyone from my household. I use such a generalization because this particular individual has tried to antagonize me before. Some of …

#Seventeen

Seventeen

Seventeen years ago today I became a mother for the first time. My little boy — who’s not so little anymore — was born the day after I locked up my classroom for Christmas Break and three days before Christmas. It was a difficult birth, and it seemed like though my heart was created to be that of a mother’s, …

C. Streetlights Butterfly Tears

Butterfly Tears

What have I lost? Too much.  What am I grieving?  Too much.  There are times I feel the overwhelming sense of loss fall through me and I can’t catch the tears in a butterfly net.  Off they flutter, landing on this memory or touching on that ache in my soul. And I stumble along clumsily with my net not even …