my augusts are full

Precious memories, how they linger,
How they ever flood my soul;
In the stillness of the midnight,
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
~ music & lyrics by JBF Wright

My Augusts are full of love.

Around this time nineteen years ago, I met Preston. 1992.

August 14, 2007, I said goodbye to caffeine on a regular, daily basis.

Thomas received his kidney transplant August 20, 2007.

My life is better for all of these things, and for them I’m grateful.

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Author: Mari Adkins

Appalachian gothic fiction writer - my works reflect a love of literature flavored by the darkness and magic residing in these ancient mountains. In my spare time, I'm a Simmer, I tumbl, I journal, but I always have a very strange sense of humor. I have lived away from the mountains and lived deep in the mountains. I currently live in Central Kentucky with my lifepartner and his cat. The mountains, their culture, their superstitions, their particular magics, will always be in my blood.