Mystery

Infectious mononucleosis is the sickest I have ever been. I hate it, hate it! This is the girl who was forced to drink spoonfuls of garlic syrup everyday before school, eat only organic and fresh foods; little sugar, down the vitamins (even when I didn’t know how to swallow them).Man, I miss being healthy! I miss composting and having our own garden. Hops and grape leaves growing in the backyard, apples and cherry trees, homemade sauerkraut and sit-down dinners.

Frightens me when I realize I am nearing 23. That this was all enjoyed nearing 10 years ago. Everything has changed, everything seems the same.

I can’t stop thinking about this past year. With so much time on my hands in the last month of being sick, I finally am able to just be. I keep recalling events and chance meetings. I am torn apart by the selfishness of the situation. The unfortunate story of an unstable mother and the miraculous birth and blessing of a beautiful baby, whom I call sister. I can’t wrap my thoughts beyond more than a tale. She’s real.                            Selah.

long ago…

we were hippies, and i loved it.