Rushing Life

    Departing in a rush ’tis the season for hurrying  so I have no time to decipher our last minute kiss. The budding questions of romance, the first kiss lingering, wonder filled, hopeful, and lasting. Even now as I open gifts, enjoying family and friends, I have forgotten the reasons for running back into … Continue reading Rushing Life

Worst, Best, Favorite Kisses

My first kiss when I was 11 years old.  Seems so young since my oldest daughter will be 11 soon.  Since he was a couple years younger than me and both not experienced, it was a memorable, awkward, sloppy kiss.  Not very good and that’s an understatement.  Ah, but we grew up near each other … Continue reading Worst, Best, Favorite Kisses