Author Archives: Sawsan
“A room with a view, waiting for the words, waiting for Spring to flutter its wings in my chest. Such is the longing today.” ~ Lone Mørch @ lonemorch.com Photo: Our cat, Purrsimmon, as in persimmon the fruit. Advertisements
Two things inspired this. Looking at new apartments to move. Our youngest starts high school in the fall and we would like to make her commute a little easier and safer. Also, especially in the winter months, maybe she’ll be … Continue reading
The beautiful young woman who makes my coffee at the one café near work asked, “What perfume do you have?”, with her womanly from the core of earth Ethiopian voice and lilt. “Which one? The one on me all over, … Continue reading
His window looks North. The room I slept in looked South. How Human they are, my Mother & my Father. How beautifully Human. Not “only” human! Delightfully, seductively and sensually Human, with needs and desires. There were times my parents … Continue reading
Close to 45 years ago, me with Baba, my father. This past month we spent almost all the time in this same exact position. Him, sleeping on his right side so I can check his back. When he’s in this … Continue reading
“Time is not a thief. Time gives before it takes… Every day is a gift, every hour, every second.” ~Through The Looking Glass / Lewis Carroll. Painting: Through the looking glass by Agnes Cecile.