Left-handed in a Dream

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She dreamt she was left-handed – sun tilting just right on her pale skin. Did it make her wise? Was she on a spiritual journey? Would she wake up left-handed? She hadn’t realized just how quickly life was flashing before her eyes. A race stood before her, but her legs were tired of running. The dream wouldn’t be the end of this conundrum. When your mother names you “Memory”, dreams are the last things on your mind.

right-handed she was
but left in a dream deferred
breaking past curses


An update on Jernee: Jernee’s vet visit was yesterday for the seizure she had last Sunday. They did blood work and did an overall checkup, too. Her vet said her left back paw has a delayed reflex response, which is a spinal cord issue and can be coming from her brain (possible growth or tumor). To determine what’s going on and confirm a growth or tumor, an MRI is recommended. The cost is expected to be anywhere from $3,000 to $5,000.00. This only confirms if there’s a growth or a tumor; this does not prevent the seizures, and neither would the medication if she is prescribed medication (it only stops the frequency of them and may make them milder).

For now (as per the vet’s request), I’ll monitor her, keep a seizure log, and if they happen more frequently and last longer, we can discuss end-of-life options. I am going to buy a camera and set it up in my living room, so there will be video coverage of Jernee while I am away at work. I want to make sure my baby isn’t having any seizures when I am not at home. And now . . . I miss working from home. *Sighs* Such is life and life still won’t defeat me.

Photos From This Past Weekend

Basement hallway vibes – on the way to the fitness room. Saturday, March 08, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Saturday morning workout: feeling good, feeling great. Saturday, March 08, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
The Little Monster in her most relaxed state. There have been no more seizures since last Sunday. *Knocks wood* Saturday, March 08, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
I started reading this book this past Friday evening and finished it on Saturday. I simply cannot believe how talented this writer was. If I am not mistaken, I read she is no longer with us in the WordPress community. The book mentioned she had struggled with breast cancer for 17 years and was taking the hospice & palliative care path. I reviewed this book via Amazon and Goodreads. It’s an amazing collection of gut-punching poetry. Saturday, March 08, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Sunday morning workout. I’m down 15 lbs since November of 2024. And I would like to lose 15 more in the next 4-5 months. Sunday, March 09, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
I am making my own sauces, pickles, toppings, compotes, etc. I diced cucumbers for pickles this time around. The ingredients were one cucumber, fresh chopped garlic, 1/2 serrano pepper, honey, ginger, brown sugar, apple cider vinegar, white vinegar, water, and various seasonings. In the Manuka Honey squeezable bottle is the juice from my last canned pickles batch and some olive oil to act as an oil & vinegar sauce for my sandwiches/subs. Sunday, March 09, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Lentils! If you’ve been following me for a hot minute, you know I love lentils. I actually rinsed this batch that was remaining in a bag and pre-seasoned them as well. I put a little apple cider vinegar and water in with them and placed the jar back in the cabinet. I can’t wait to have lentil soup in the next two weeks or so! Sunday, March 09, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Sunday night dinner: pan-seared rib tips, seasoned white rice, and lima beans. Sunday, March 09, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Life is such a precious thing. Every time I think about every day I am given, I am thankful. I mentioned to the crush today that when Jernee finally does pass away, I will be completely and utterly alone. Her response to me was, “Let’s not dwell on that today, please.” I was simply stating a fact – albeit, random as it was, a fact, nonetheless. She didn’t want me to break down or shut down, and I get that. I do. Jernee’s vet visit is this coming Thursday, and we will see what’s what.

The weather has been a bit topsy-turvy since the time change, and I am dealing with some rather mischievous allergies. My left eye is red and swollen, so I guess I’ll be wearing my glasses for the next few days and not my scleral eye contacts. Spring is just around the corner, so I see it’s doling out its gifts early. *Sighs*

Here’s hoping the week ahead will be a fantastic one for all of you. Stay safe. Stay sane. Stay present!


Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

Séduire Fans Photo Collage #4

The Lovely Ones who purchased their copy of Séduire, Part IV. Photo Collage Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt. Individual photos are provided by the beautiful ones holding up their copy.

I cannot tell you how overjoyed I am to still receive outpouring love for Séduire: Serial Tales & Flash Fiction. It’s overwhelmingly enjoyable, and I am thankful for everyone who has reached out to me via text message, email, or this blog to let me know just how pleased they are with this collection. I am open and honest about this book; I think it is my best one to date. Honestly, I do not know if I can outdo it. But I aim to try. And perhaps another collection of fictional tales will be unleashed into the ether sometime next year?

We shall see. Until then, please continue to follow me for updates about Séduire: Serial Tales & Flash Fiction and its success. Here are a few more reviews for your research and reading pleasure.

Goodreads:

A review was shared by the lovely and talented K.E. Garland, who took it upon herself to create a page on Goodreads for Séduire so that she could review it there, too. She is NOT waiting for Amazon to do its job. LOL!
Sun is a powerhouse writer herself, so to read this review by her really made my heart melt.

Lulu:

Candice Louisa DaQuin is a lovely human being I’ve known for a bit over a decade now, and I adore her heart, mind, and way with words.
Pooja is such a prolific contributor to the WordPress community. I am honored to have her words beside my work.

Thank you to everyone taking the time to invest in my heartwork. It means the sun, moon, stars, and galaxy to me.

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

Something To Think About #3

The privileged do not know their privilege.

A snippet from “Until It Happens”, a poem written by Kym Gordon Moore and included in her book, We Are Poetry: Lessons I Didn’t Learn in a Textbook.

I will share “Something To Think About” for the next thirteen weeks on Sunday afternoons. It may be a quote, a picture, an interesting phrase I heard, artwork, etc. Whatever I share will surely be intriguing or involving enough to spark a casual discussion or in-depth conversation. Stay tuned every Sunday for this feature!

Peace and blessings.

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

Women: Where It All Starts

A free verse poem

IWD: Outlook

wombed love for
human beings who
shoot forth into
a world of anger, hatred,
and fueled fires,
women: where it all
starts . . .

cultivating peace during
“unprecedented times” and
damaged due dates,
we breathe life into
misunderstood nations and
dynasties on their way
to the foul-smelling bowels
of hell.

without us, crumbles
would gather under our feet
of lineages and legacies
too weak to stir
their own tea.


Zoe Saldaña wins her first Academy Award for best supporting actress in Emilia Pérez” because she truly deserves it! And the way she cried out for her mother had me in T E A R S!

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Happy International Women’s Day!

Home To Nowhere: Part VIII

Microfiction: This is life, and it’s not so bad.

AI Generated Image of a Black teenage girl with blue eyes and curly hair styled in a half-bob. She is wearing a soft blueish-grey top with an indifferent look on her face while in front of a colorful background. Created with Canva.

Two years have passed, and Kelsey is enjoying year sixteen under a roof with loving and caring parents and two siblings who swing joy in her direction daily. She is cousin-sister/niece-daughter and a quizzically inquiring teenager who has learned to live outside her shell.

She plays soccer, basketball, volleyball, and runs track. Her world is mythical and magical; therapy is a safe haven for her sleepless mind. She will never know her biological parents. She looks into Kazi’s eyes and sees Kamal. She thumbs through old photo albums of Kimya’s and smiles at Leila.

She can’t change her history, so she becomes it.

“I am loved. I have love. I will be love.”

And so she is.


Thank you for coming on this journey with me for Home To Nowhere. I hope you’ve enjoyed this series. Peace and blessings.

Part IPart IIPart IIIPart IVPart V, Part VI, & Part VII