Dusky edwards

Author: duskydream

  • My Way Home

    My Way Home

    I lived 6 different places before the age of 8. Lately, I’ve been thinking about those places, what they were like, what life was like, etc. I try to remember what my room looked like, the names of friends, my teachers. I do remember being home alone a lot. My mom worked. And we had…

  • Goodnight Dad

    When it’s midnight and you happen to check your phone only to see your dad had called at 11:23! Your heart STOPS. IT STOPS. You call back, panicked. You review all the potential emergencies in your head like a rolodex, certain you will have to rush over. You’re hoping for a miracle. The voice that…

  • Forgiveness

    “Most of us need time to work through pain and loss. We can find all manner of reasons for postponing forgiveness. One of these reasons is waiting for the wrongdoers to repent before we forgive them. Yet such a delay causes us to forfeit the peace and happiness that could be ours.” -James E. Faust…

  • That Mom Guilt

    I’m feeling sad this week. In an hour, my sons will be home from their last day of school. This was a new school for them. I could not have felt more uninvolved. I didn’t take a picture of them before sending them of this morning. I went back to bed. At their former school,…

  • Which Way?

    Which Way?

    I can’t and don’t have time to list my worries. In short, Dad is not well, step mom isn’t either. Brother is on a ventilator. Hubby and kid is sick. House a mess. Life in close second. I miss my mom. Where do I start? She would know. She’d have lists. And plastic bins for…

  • Unclear

    I could list all the things that weigh me down right now. But the list is long. I have so much to think about. I had a few good years in my teens and twenties. Maybe life is playing catch up now. I try not to dwell on the sadness I’ve endured. I see how…

  • Fail

    Fail

    My gratitude dailies lasted 2 days. I’m grateful. Don’t get me wrong. But, balance is a real hard thing for me. And honestly, I can’t seem to find it. I’m a mom all the time. I’m working almost full-time. I’m a wife all the time. I’m a friend, when I can. There doesn’t leave much…

  • Gratitude & Authenticity

    I haven’t been posting all the gratitude moments that I’ve been writing.  I’m not feeling humbled and gracious all the time.  Frustrations arise.  Exhaustion is a constant. That’s just life. One entry was accidentally deleted by me.  The others just aren’t flowing the way I’d like.  So, I have them saved in draft form.  Writing…

  • gratitude

    Her. Her and her brothers. They keep me alive. What more could I possibly say that a parent hasn’t already said in regards to the love of their child(ren)? We sacrifice EVERYTHING for them. Money. Time. Life. Worth every dime, tear, and ounce of sweat. This is my favorite part of living. This.

  • Day 2

    This idea. This project. Day 2 and I’m on high alert. I’m examining each notable moment. Am I loving this? I am! Is this moment so great? It really is! This inner dialect occurred repeatedly. There are so many great moments. Frames too quick to catch on camera but still so palpable to my heart’s…