40 Stairs

Forty stairs down and forty stairs up carrying a book bag, an insulated lunch bag, a purse, a gym bag, and a thermos of strong, hot, black coffee.  Down and up carrying enough packs to look like a Sherpa climbing Mount Everest.  It’s getting to be too much for her. She has become more of… Continue reading 40 Stairs

The Massage

She felt like she was due for a massage.  She had been working out like a demon and had lost a bunch of weight.  She was in her prime, well-muscled and strong in both body and spirit. The kids were still in school , so she had a couple of hours.  She picked up the… Continue reading The Massage