Zelda Foxx
Bio
Mother of two facing a mid life crisis or finally living my dreams of trying to make something of my words.
Stories (19/0)
Crystal clear
He told her to meet him at midnight, near the lake. The darkness shadowed everything as she waited, shivering from the slight chill in the air. The weeping willows on the bank, looked like giant dark monsters, with their willowy tentacles brushing the shore.
By Zelda Foxx2 years ago in Fiction
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods, there it was. I had been hiking for a while and I was tired. I sat on a rock, and enjoyed a ray of sunlight drifting through the tree I sat under. I put my head back and let the rays bathe me and basked in the peace for a minute, listening to the chirping birds and squirrels as they skittered up and down trees.
By Zelda Foxx3 years ago in Families
My mom, the Lion
She was born the baby of the family, but that was not her true place. She never acted like a baby of the family. She acted like a survivor. Her mother taught her nothing about motherhood except what not to do. From physical abuse to verbal abuse she was not a person that I personally liked to deal with. Even with all this, she still supported her mother for over 16 years because she promised her father, the one who taught her what a parent should be like.
By Zelda Foxx3 years ago in Families
Flannel and leggings
I have had many styles through out the evolution of me. Currently I am of the middle age trend of the side part, leggings and or skinny jeans. Skinny jeans tend to still have buttons, so I save those for when I am out of clean leggings. Since mid-college, I have taken great strides to try to look pretty, stylish, or nice. I have dressed up my pants with nice tops and put some make up on my face. I had always wanted to look “nice” in high school. I really tried my best, but I had limited fashion sense and limited resources. We often shopped second hand. You can get great things thrift shopping, but not always. I also went to a Catholic all-girls high school, so I wore a uniform every day. I did not have that much of a social life till college, odd boyfriend here or there. I remember one telling me he wished I dressed more like a mannequin in a store we visited. I said, “Are you going to pay for those clothes?”
By Zelda Foxx3 years ago in Families
A very good boy
I wanted a dog. For my whole adult life, when I lived on my own, I wanted my own dog. A dog I chose. One I could call completely my own. The only other dog that had chosen me was technically the family dog. My parents brought her home at 19. She always slept with me, even after I moved out and came to visit. When I first saw her, I was disappointed that she was not a small puppy. She was a Doberman, Labrador, German Shepard mix. At nine months old, she was already the size of a medium dog. When I expressed my disappointment, my mother claimed, “Well she was on death row, but we could take her back,” knowing dang well I would not agree to that. I also knew she had no intention of returning her. My mom was as soft as I was. Her name was Angel, the people in the shelter named her. She jumped on my dad as soon as he saw her. The shelter personnel begged my father to take her. My dad is as soft as my mom and I when it comes to animals, especially rescues. They named him Simba.
By Zelda Foxx3 years ago in Petlife
Dear Mom,
Dear Mom, I know I have given you so much grief over the years. About how you did this instead of that or didn’t do something I felt you should have done. I just wanted you to know how strong I always thought you were. I didn’t quite understand the strength of a woman and how much was required until I too became a mother. Granted, I have only been one for seven years, but I have learned so much and I understand so much more about why you made choices you made and how much you sacrificed for us.
By Zelda Foxx3 years ago in Families
