karissahowden's Letters
I’ve never went to pastry school
But a baker I am,
Maybe one day, I’ll add to the list-
home made jam.
Working in my own kitchen while I raise and grow babies too,
I won’t lie, never clocking into a serving shift wouldn’t make me feel blue.
An ideal day looks like this-
Coffee in the sunshine,
It’s pure bliss.
Babies feed the chickens,…read more
Life feels dark and gray
despite any good, I feel myself going astray.
Chaos in my mind and sadness in my soul
Most days I’d like to curl up inside a little hole.
What I love about myself most
is even when it’s dark, give up? I don’t.
Wallow for a moment, feel it and let go-
What is this teaching me, how can I grow?
It won’t feel like this fo…read more
Lifting weights first thing
I just love the feeling it brings.
I learned a new skill,
rolling cappelletti
What a calming thrill.
Two hours lead me
directly to a nap.
Upon rising,
We packed the car and
grabbed the lil chap
Headed out for dinner surrounded by the sap.
Nothing but trees, him, you and I.
Can’t forget the calming night sky.
The g…read more
Voting ends on December 4, 2024 12:00am
I lived in a house
with black out curtains all about
my partner liked to drink
Much more than anyone could think.
For seven plus years, I took myself down the same path
I didn’t know it was such a violent wrath.
Thought that’s how life was,
everyone was living it –
health was barely a buzz.
Everything felt broken,
I hated the outdoors.
A bir…read more
It’s being home for bedtime
And adequate sleep too.
Slow down activities-
long walks, sipping coffee, stretching,
just to name a few.
Fresh baked bread more often than not
Me? Who would’ve ever thought.
Every day I change,
Old me would think it’s so strange.
We’re not chasing the money or the beers
Just staying aligned despite any…read more