Pollyanna : Writing

You CAN'T always go home again

You CAN'T always go home again

A Story by Pollyanna


I was in the city earlier today and decided to drive past the house where I spent most of my life. I think the desire to revisit the past came from re..
Gentle Musing

Gentle Musing

A Poem by Pollyanna


This came to me earlier after I noticed a pic of a flower covered cliff overlooking the ocean.
Growing up too fast, too soon

Growing up too fast, too soon

A Story by Pollyanna


There is so much pressure on kids today to be "attractive" and "perfect" that they're losing the ability to just be kids. Little girls are dressing l..
Reality isn't very realistic

Reality isn't very realistic

A Story by Pollyanna


I love how the media continues to report thatthe recession isofficially over . . . seriously? Where would that be exactly because it sure looks like i..
God and I have an understanding

God and I have an understanding

A Story by Pollyanna


The other night, I was drug into a conversation between my husband and our daughterabout religion. Considering he's a "recovering" Catholic and she's ..
Maybe this will answer some questions

Maybe this will answer some questions

A Story by Pollyanna


It feels rather odd that I'm writing this for my birthday, but it seems like the perfect time to relive the past. My parents met the beginning of N..
With every ending, there's a new beginning

With every ending, there's a new beginning

A Story by Pollyanna


We've been home for a few days now and I'm still trying to wrap my head around the events from the past couple of weeks. It seems rather . . . surreal..
And then there were none . . .

And then there were none . . .

A Story by Pollyanna


Today started out like most mornings here at the asylum: fighting with the kids to get them up, dressed, fed and to their respective places with minim..
It's time

It's time

A Story by Pollyanna


It's been raining for hours now, alternating between slow-and-steady and violent-and-forceful . . . I find this range very soothing and comforting. ..
Suaimhneas

Suaimhneas

A Story by Pollyanna


During the drive home after dropping my iníon (daughter) and gariníon (granddaughter) off with my daughter's boyfriend, my mind had time..

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