Author: Elise Hird

Feeling like a helium balloon. Head floating empty with nothing inside but invisible gas. Wind tossed and spinning through the open sky, I close my eyes and wonder when I will again touch earth.

When I chose this photo, the idea of “someday” was as a child looking at her mother’s feet. Now, I see myself looking at what she, my daughter will become. The phases she goes through and the steps she walks take her to her “someday”. I have often been asked if I miss my children…

We walk and run, scamper and climb We traverse anyway we know how. Up straight, up-side-down, at times inside out The way before us is now. Go faster! Slow down! There’s rocks ahead. Scurry around the bend, Catch up to the chaos, then swerve right Hang on as tight as you can. We’re almost there.…

Desire. Need. Crave. Yearn. There are some things we cannot live without. They aren’t the typical necessities of survival, but they are just as integral to our well-being. These are the treasures found deep in our hearts. They’re more valuable than gold, diamonds, or anything else as tangible or material. They are the spoils of…

The gesture. That’s all it takes. We know what it means. No more talking. Go away. There are times when we can’t take anymore. It doesn’t matter what’s happened, it’s too much. Our minds are frail and they need to rest, recharge. In those moments, the only strength we have, mind, body and soul, is…