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  • The Me I was. . .

    I regurgitate words on a regular basis, there is no normal, there is no old me. Yet I miss the days when I recognized the person in the mirror, the woman out of her thoughts. The person I used to be is a mere shadow of my present self. My thoughts betray me, and I… — read more

    Apr 18, 2025
  • Sunday

    Hello friend. . .I guess it’s been a long time since I checked in or had anything to say, but life was good. I didn’t have any pent-up dear diaries to express, but here I am. It’s been a week since she passed away and I don’t know when the grief will begin to subside.… — read more

    Sep 14, 2023
  • Lennox’s First Birthday

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    Aug 13, 2022
  • Lennox 🤍

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    Jul 26, 2021
  • Lennox’s Baby Shower 7/10/2021

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    Jul 21, 2021
  • Belize Dat!

    It has been a while since I shared a little piece of me with the world. I had such an amazing time in Belize and met a wonderful group of people. The fact that we got to know each other under such bare and raw circumstances made us all vulnerable to show the people we typically… — read more

    Jun 13, 2019
  • Note to self

    Last week I took an Uber from my hotel to the airport. It wasn’t the happiest ride I would say. I was leaving my heart in California and not in the best conditions. But the Uber driver and I had a conversation we both needed. You know one of those right place right time conversations.… — read more

    Jun 8, 2019
  • Scent memory. . .

    So I was in Walmart the other night with my little brother and I found a bottle of agua florida. I am ashamed to say I opened the bottle just to smell it. I was raised by my grandfather and everytime he shaved he would splash on agua florida as after shave. My little brother… — read more

    Apr 7, 2019
  • She is like that now but wasn’t before. . .

    They say never look back, but sometimes memories from the past are resurfaced with just a phrase. It was something mentioned in passing that felt like the digging up of mistakes from the past. We all know our past has cultivated the present self but we try to negate it, as if we currently don’t… — read more

    Oct 8, 2017
  • She’s Like That Now. . .

    They say never look back, but sometimes memories from the past are resurfaced with just a phrase. It was something mentioned in passing that felt like the digging up of mistakes from the past. We all know our past has cultivated the present self but we try to negate it, as if we currently don’t… — read more

    Oct 16, 2016
  • Hey Stranger

    I see a glimpse of you, In the shadows of stranded hair, a glimmer of hope, despite past despair  Just a short time ago, there was nothing left, but ashes and memories, from the hole in your chest But now I can see it, Through the glow in your eyes, You block out all the… — read more

    Apr 21, 2015
  • One Day

    She sat upon a dream sometime Afraid to bring it back to life Awaiting for one day She kept The dusty little dream at rest So abandoned she lie On the cutting room floor Surpassed nine lives Yet dead again once more If not by her lips To reintroduce her to life Imagined in thought… — read more

    Apr 8, 2015
  • Hazel

    I remember it clear The moment in life When fear & anticipation aligned It’s when I found out You’d be mine Minor details failed to matter Criticism, backstabbing Crowd fodder and chatter Feelings consumed My every choice Tear stained pillows Instead of rejoice An inclined challenge Though I wasn’t prepared I suddenly found courage Because… — read more

    May 13, 2014
  • Lonely Mom

    So I’ve been single all my life. Never married, not once made a Mrs. but I was in a relationship for so long I felt married. For the past five years I’ve been single (in every sense of the word) and dating occasionally. I am very careful about who I date because I am a… — read more

    Feb 3, 2014
  • Is it like an Earthquake?

    It’s been such a long time since I felt a heartbeat, not just any, but my heartbeat… I was sitting, thinking, sulking, feeling in my feelings for the first time in a long time. I forgot what it was like to be weak. I forgot what it’s like to plead, “help me!” When you’ve come… — read more

    Jan 15, 2014
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