http://slow.writerscafe.org/jakesmama The original writings of author jakesmama en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776217339 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes I love you.Sometimes I hate you.We don’t understand this feelingBut we keep trying.Sometimes I love you.Sometimes I hate you.We’ve argued and foughtWe’ve wanted to leave.Sometimes I love you.Sometimes I hate you.You’ve stayed by me and I have s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/244067/   I am lost.I am alone.No one understands.The shadows are taking over. I am lost.I am alone.This burden hurts me.I have no where to turn. I am lost.I am alone.I cry at night,Begging it to end. I am lost.I am alone.This nightmare is too r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/244063/ Life...What does it mean?Life...It is the past,present, and future.Life...It is a reflection of who you are.Life...What does yours say about you?Life...My reflection says I am a healer.Life...It tells a story.Life...Reflects your good and bad.Life...Is taken for granted.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/244059/ I have loved. I have lost.My heart is still healing,It may never be the same.I had to let go.I had to lose half my soul.Just when I thought I couldn't,I let him go.I started to move on.My son is my healer,For that I am thankful.Now I have learned,To love again.My heart is s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/244057/  Sarah stared hard at the doctor, waiting for his response. She had so many questions, but this was the only one she could actually ask. She couldn’t get the fear out her piercing blue eyes and Michael could do nothing to help her.         .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/232240/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/232239/ His family said that he needed to be normal. They tried to help Bradley but he ran off when he was 15 years old. Sasha remembered what Bradley’s family had told her. She was walking through the busy halls of Lake Shore High School. Sasha was hired by Bradley’s family because she is a soc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/227458/         The first time Sarah heard “Lost in This Moment” by Big-n-Rich, Michael was proposing to her. Michael had decided to take her to a romantic restaurant for dinner, and the song started playing as he got down on one knee and asked, &l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/213545/ “Where were you last night,” my overbearing mother asked. She always had a habit of overreacting. “I fell asleep at Jessie’s house. I’m sorry I should have called,” I stammered. I knew that I would get caught sooner or later. I didn’t want her to know what I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/213540/ What does family mean to you? The dictionary defines it as 1.parents and their children, 2.the members of one household, and 3.a group of persons related by blood or marriage. Now, the things are all true; however, for me family has a much deeper meaning. It is the shared values and beliefs. It is t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/206075/ Terrible TwosThe joys and excitement of the first year have come and gone; year number two is about to begin. It starts with him saying no, and wanting everything; then he brings out the tantrums and screaming when he doesn't get his way. Next he wants to start potty training, being as enthusiasti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/206071/ WinterThe weather is cold, dreary as the bleak, grey skies spill heavy snow. People complain as kids wish for a snow day; they all groan as parents make their way to work, and their kids get ready for school. Everyone who loves winter is cheery and complacent; others hoping and wishing it would go.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/206070/ Playing in the Snow A little boy plays in the snow. He runs and squeals, having fun. He chases his mom with a snowball. He throws it, and its a direct hit! He stops to catch snowflakes on his tongue. He loves playing in the cold, wet snow.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/206069/ Why did you have to meet me?Why did you have to love me?Why did you have to hurt me?Why did you have to leave me?Why did you have to come back?Why...Do I still love you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jakesmama/206067/