Teacher, traveler, fur baby mom, reader, and writer. I enjoy writing historical fiction stories, fiction, poetry, true crime, and nonfiction.
My Brave Grandmother.
There are times throughout the day that you can be reminded of loved ones who have passed. Perhaps it's the smell of a certain perfume, or a song on the radio but at some point, it happens. To me, I am reminded of my grandmother often. She played and still plays a big part of my life. It's been eight years since she left and it feels like it just happened. Grandma, thank you for being you and for helping mold who I am today.
La Lechuza y Su Perro
La Lechuza y Su Perro The Barn Owl and Her Dog 1. Part One It was a windy yet hot night, as I woke up and stretched my speckled feathers. Another night watching and caring over a family that fears me. It’s common in these parts of Mexico. Many people believe that lechuzas, barn owls like me, are actually witches in disguise. We are guardians and we are sent here over and over again to protect the ones that we are chosen to guard over. We do possess a higher intelligence than other birds, but witches? No. I was led here to take care and watch over a young boy that lives in the tiny house made of clay. He lives with his mother and an older sister. I have been here for a bit; he is now just barely able to walk. These humans are quite clumsy during those years. Constantly watching over his house to make sure no coyotes sneak in. Coyotes, they are the main reason I am here. I can take two, just peck their eyes and avoid their jaws until they flee, I haven’t had to fend any off here yet, hopefully it will never be more than two.
5 Comments I’ve Heard Since Being Vocal About My Childfree Choice
When I was in my teens and early twenties, I always thought I would get married and have kids. I always thought that should be my main goal. Why? Because we are brought up to believe that that’s the ultimate goal. During my mid twenties, I started to think differently, I started to look at other paths and decided that motherhood is not set in stone and it’s okay to not want to be a parent.
My Covid Baby
It was April 2020, a month and a half into lockdown. I got up and started to get ready for my day, teaching virtually. It had its pros and cons. I loved to be able to teach in my pj bottoms, have extra breaks throughout the day, and start late and end early! It was great. I also got to bond more with my dog, Yuki. She is a little white Maltese mix that I found abandoned 5 years before. As we stretched and got out of bed, I thought we would take a longer walk that day. I remember thinking that I needed more steps than the day before. We had breakfast, and then I got her harness and leash as she jumped around in excitement, ready for her daily walk. I fastened her pink harness around her little potbelly and placed new poop bags in my fanny back and headed out.