Author: littlemisswordy

What Do You Say To A Broken Heart?

It’s a typical funeral day. The kind of day that reflects emotions you didn’t know you were hiding.    Feelings you carefully tucked away now peek around every cloud, threatening to make a long overdue appearance. The air is heavy and thick wrapping your lungs as you try to steady your breath. It’s the kind of day you want to clear your calendar, remain indoors with nothing but the heavy silence that breaks through the pitter patter of raindrops. It’s the kind of day you long for the numbness you’ve trained your heart to embrace because allowing anything else might break you. It’s the kind of day you would light a match just to watch it burn if not for the drops that would extinguish the flame – not those falling from the sky, but those traveling down your face. The storm has reached its destination without warning once more. Death. I’ll let you sit with it for a moment. A single word that evokes different meaning for each of us. An end. A beginning. Peace. Pain. …

Love On The Side

My eyes follow his every move. I wonder if he can feel my gaze on him as it travels over him. Does it warm his skin the way it warms my heart? Are my thoughts loud enough for him to hear because he just looked over at me and did that little nod he does when he wants me to know he knows I’m here…on the side. There was a time when I spent every waking moment in the thick of it with him. We rose with the sun, often before it, and were inseparable through the dark of night. I held him through milestones shared with all who would stop and listen, even if seen only through my eyes. Gentle, stolen kisses when he slept, moments I should have slept with him but couldn’t take my eyes off him as every tired bone in my body chose that time to come alive with undying gratitude for him, for that moment. I suppose all things must come to an end. I held him a little less, let …

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Pee Wee or Pro – Save The Tatas!

PeeWee or Pro – Save The Tatas They’re All Worth Saving Save The Tatas -Donations from our generous donors are used to support independent scientific research. We’re no experts in reading and selecting grants, so we’ve partnered with the Concern Foundation since 2008 to select and fund reseachers. Metavivor -METAvivor exists to sustain hope for those living with metastatic breast cancer (MBC). Passionately committed patients ourselves, we rally public attention to the urgent needs of the MBC community, help patients find strength through support and purpose, and make every dollar count as we work with researchers to regain longevity with quality of life.


Modern Love

“It’s comforting and a bit sad because it means we’re having the same conversations over and over, yet it shows we still miss each other enough to say it. It’s hard to constantly find a different way to express emotions through texting, though I have been known to send him photos of Legos in compromising positions that have made him literally laugh out loud at work. It’s the creative spirit in me.” – Little Miss Wordy I am featured at The Good Men Project with a piece titled, “Technologically in Love – How Tech Affects Our Marriage.” The Good Men Project is a diverse community of 21st century thought leaders who are actively participating in a conversation about the way men’s roles are changing in modern life—and the way those changes affect everyone. We explore the world of men and manhood in a way that no media company ever has, tackling the issues and questions that are most relevant to men’s lives. We write about fatherhood, family, sex, ethics, war, gender, politics, sports, pornography, and …

Football Prayer

The Challenge of Raising A Gentle Giant

He wasn’t my first-born, but the moment they placed the sweet little bundle of boy in my arms I knew there would be different challenges in raising him. He was a healthy baby and thankfully those challenges wouldn’t be of the medical sort, but the difference in raising a boy are always present. As he entered the years of playgrounds and sandboxes, there began the instances of little boys wanting to play a bit rougher than I had witnessed my daughter and her playmates at that age. Pushing and shoving, sticks in the air, and mutterings of “boys will be boys” filled the playground and my little guy’s world. They also filled my heart with trepidation and a little despair as I wondered how I would raise the kind of man I wanted my son to be, the kind who was compassionate to others, who was aware of someone’s need and was willing to help them, the kind who would be strong yet gentle. Inevitably, my sweet little boy gravitated toward sports, specifically football, and I …

Grounds For Sculpture

“Everything you can imagine is real.” ― Pablo Picasso “One eye sees, the other feels.” ― Paul Klee “Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.” ― Thomas Merton, No Man Is an Island “It is through art, and through art only, that we can realise our perfection.” ― Oscar Wilde