What was on the wall that day.
My mother's lap, age four, after a fall. She did not tell me to stop crying. She held me until I stopped.
The moon was so close tonight I could see the seas.
The first time I made my own breakfast. Cereal and orange juice. I was six. I felt like a giant.
Saw a porpoise from the ferry.
Snow on the spruce, heavy and bright.
My husband stops the car so I can pet a strange dog.
Cracking an egg cleanly with one hand on the first try.
The first cup of coffee at the diner.
The checkout clerk noticed I was crying and gave me extra time without saying a word.
Summer camp, age eleven, my first time seeing the Milky Way. I had no idea the sky was that full.
The dog with the curly ears at the park.
A crow tried to share its breakfast with me today. I declined politely.