The open road before you.
The gentle push I’ll give you.
Toward those who have much more to teach you.
So sure you know its direction.
Blind curves hidden from your youthful attention.
But that’s okay.
It’s fumbling.
It’s humbling.
It’s finding your own way.
You’re done listening.
Because the whole world is calling.
And my long heard words are falling on deaf ears.
But that’s okay.
Cause it’s fumbling.
It’s humbling.
It’s finding your own way.
That will gently push you back to me some day.
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Author: Anne Celano Frohna
I am a writer, a mother of two girls, Eva (20) and Sophia (18) and wife to one husband, Kurt.
I was mostly a professional writer and editor for 30 years for graphic arts and advertising, for publishers of newspapers, magazines, books, etc.,. Now, I have a blog where I post my creative non-fiction, short stories, a couple of illustrated children's stories and a comedy I wrote about two years I spent teaching English in rural Japan (NOT a story for a child.).
I’m also working on a new blog about the wonderful, hand-crafted items I've collected over the years at beautyofthrift.com.
- which will also connect to the Etsy shop I recently opened called Channeling Nonna.
My husband and I both love to cook and to entertain and have welcomed friends and family to our homes for over 20 years. With our eldest off at college, we also began hosting with Airbnb, the perfect (and most natural) way for me to continue to pursue my passion of writing, while at the same time help us pay for current and future college expenses.
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