Ridghaus – Page 2 – Narratives

Dali dreams of a bee around a pomegranate, but I dream of Gabriel, my lost son, one second before waking. I sat in…

I am going through his desk and school items. A couple of days ago, I found “thank you” notes he had written to…

As I put on his Celtic Ogham stone this morning, I remembered the whole exchange purchasing it. Last summer, Joan and I were…

We had a family meeting last night. Talked about therapy, if it was helpful, what people wanted to do moving forward. I mentioned…

I had a visitor to my dreams last night. I’ll say “he” because that was the overall impression I had of a gender…

I didn’t cry today. The first time. I was a little choked up talking with Patrick Clement about Gabriel and again when I…

We celebrated Aelora’s bday today. She had about 20 friends over and made cocktails along with Jamaican Black Bean Soup.She then swung fire…

Most of the time I feel lost. From moment to moment, I do not know where my character is headed. When we told…

Yesterday, it felt like Gabriel was away on a trip — He could come back any day. I knew he wouldn’t, but for…

Throughout the year, I had periods where I just couldn’t write. Either I was in the midst of the emotion and I wanted…