She watched him place the luggage overhead and hoped that he didn’t push too hard. She was exhausted as she settled into her window seat and let the cool air from the above vent blow on her. These last 10 days were a blur now, the food, the drinks, the rented house, the countryside. It … Continue reading The Plane Ride Home
The sweat dripped down the side of her face as she settled into her seat on the top level. She was squished between two strangers; it was the only seat available. She had rushed the two miles dodging regular commuters through the city. She made it with 5 minutes to spare, but the train was … Continue reading A Train Ride Home
Their shared wish was all well and good in theory, but they all are married with children. Their lives are so jammed packed with sports, scouts, schedules. As professional mothers, they have little time to themselves, let alone time to make memories with friends. A 1990’s song played on the radio bringing the two passengers … Continue reading The Ride Home from a Reunion
She pulled out of the parking lot at her office through gaps in the crowd. She didn’t need the heat as she did this morning. The chill in the air and her heart were both gone. It was April and here in the Midwest the car heater was needed long into May. This frosty air … Continue reading The Ride Home from Work
The sun was low in the sky as they turned left onto the road out of her parent’s subdivision. She noticed the sky was smeared with pink as they turned west toward the setting sun. Her husband had recalled earlier in the week when he got the news, how he met his dear … Continue reading The Ride Home in Tribute
Here we are full force into another summer. Another summer when a parent needs to compete with screen time. I was ready again. This summer we instituted a daily time limit for our daughter's screen time in addition to a way to earn more time. To keep her brain strong we make her read and … Continue reading Summer programs to combat Screen Time
Some people think in the shower. They recall memories or process life's struggles while alone in the steamy bathroom, or perhaps lost in thought at night before sleep. My essays at Channillo.com are stories pondering life during a car ride home. Check out one of my stories here: She sat behind the steering wheel for … Continue reading The Ride Home tease…
It couldn’t have been a more perfect day to reminisce. The sun was shining high in the sky just as it did on those summer mornings so long ago on her sleepy neighborhood street. As the car drove out of their town, she embraced the leafy shadows the sun created on the newly lush trees. … Continue reading The ride to a past home
Another ride home, but this time it was to her sister’s new home.... The street lights lined up along the highway pretending to be stars against the night’s sky.... Another installment of my series coming May 27. Subscribe to channillo.com to have access to unlimited reading!
Are our sleepy suburban streets offering the same childhood as was given in the 70's and 80's? Has our modern world swallowed up the fondness of childhood? Riding bikes all day long during the summer months. Meeting your friends at 8:00 in the morning and not returning to your family until 6:30 at night for … Continue reading Childhood memories in our new world
