The Realms of a Fantastical Mind

The touch of a child's hand against mine, the hug around the waist when I least expect it.  This is only a couple small things of what it is to be a mother.  The completion to my life that my children give has no scope of comparison.  I look into their eyes and see complete trust, love and acceptance. Her blonde curls bounce as she bounds off with her brother.  They chase each other through the rooms.  Their giggles echoing through the house the the joy of the game.  My oldest looks annoyed as her preteen mind finds such things more of an irritation then fun. I can't help but smile as I remember how she was once so full of energy and laughter, and yet I am a little saddened that she has grown away from the joys of childhood.  Her fun is now on the computer or video games, though I can't fault her, her addiction of manga.  I'm the one who got her into anime after all. I hear a scream of frustration in the back ground to see the d...

They walked out of the building, hand in hand.  It had been so long since they had seen each other and the noises of the Boston streets welcomed them as they stepped off the stoop.  She looked up at him and smiled, gazing into his deep blue eyes. She studied his face that wasn't young anymore, but still had the charms from high school.  He smiled in return and tugged her toward down town. They headed to the dunkin` donuts shop at the edge of the street.  She had told him how her days in Washington state had been empty without the taste of eastern coffee.  On a whim he felt she needed to relive that part of her past.  Starbucks for him had always been a bit lacking in a certain taste and far too expensive.  He loved the idea of not having to break the bank to enjoy a dunk-a-chino, his sweet tooth begged for it even now and he laughed at the idea.  She squeezed his hand and they felt like teenagers again in the streets of Gardner MA...