Barbra Schroeder

I twisted in knots inside myself, And swung back and forth about you. This is me, everything is, this is life. We both know what we are responsible for. I will hold myself accountable for me and, You hold yourself accountable for you. We crutched each other, and splintered […]

You don’t know how you feel. You believe what you say, but it’s not real. It is sad, the idealistic daydream we believed would come. A slightly closer look, a little more information. […]

The dust settles silently in a place of relief and gratitude.

Through the curtain of her hair I was offered a glimpse of her shinning youth- a time when her beauty was bolder.  Now, her aging body holds her hostage, but her heart still beats faintly for a past that only thrives in the dim caverns of her mind.
She is gray, but her subtle […]

Today my heart sunk deep into my chest when a friend asked me for a simple favor. “Do receive faxes there?” […]

I often find myself searching for guidance by the act of randomly choosing a page from a cherished book.  It sounds ridiculous, I know, but for me it is comforting.  And, it just so happens that the pages I tend to choose are quite relevant, and quite significant.  See, the way I figure, for whatever […]