Sherri Rollins
Bio
I am a survivor by all definitions of the word. I’m in my 3rd year remission from stage IV cancer. Mother of two amazing sons, I began writing as a way to express all myself and my family have overcome these years and all the ones before…
Stories (2/0)
One, Two, Three, a Barn Owl and Me!
I stood outside and stared up at the black night sky, wondering if I am the only person who views the nightline and sees it as if we are somehow in a globe. For me, it is the night sky most that places such an emphasis on how small we are and for just how beautiful this world is when everything is still and there is nothing but quiet to be heard all around you.
By Sherri Rollins2 years ago in Humans
Ladybug, I will fly away…
We have all heard the saying; “You will be late to your own funeral”. It’s a funny saying meant to evoke pause and possible shame, I suppose, in a person whom is habitually late. In my family we had our own saying concerning punctuality, it was a funny quote, we called it “Hall Time” instead of “Wall time” in reference to our surname. It was hilarious to us because collectively we seemed to be challenged as a family at getting places in a timely manner. Looking back now, this was just one of many things about my childhood that I would later realize didn’t quite “fit” what most people consider society normalcies. My Dad, in particular it seemed, always had so many people and responsibilities that as hard as he tried it more often than not wasn’t in the cards for him to get to his destination on time. I remember even on the most important day of my life, my wedding day, there we all stood waiting for the procession to begin because he and half dozen other of my wedding party members had not shown. Total family chaos on the most wonderful day so far, and not one of them to blame.
By Sherri Rollins3 years ago in Families
