***CRACKED RECOLLECTIONS BEGINS 12/1!***
At a recent trip to Savannah, Georgia, I was profoundly affected by an old cemetery I toured. It has had many lives since its inception during the Revolutionary War. It has been a Civil War battle ground, where occupying Union forces hid inside family tombs to stay warm. Graves have been moved to accommodate the growing city, displacing the bodies, their stones attached to the inside of the outer boundary wall in a beautiful, macabre arrangement. It contains seven hundred souls in a mass grave who had been victims of the yellow fever epidemic. As I wandered through the stone paths, past graves of people a decade younger than me at the time of their death, I felt the heaviness of their untold stories in the air, attaching to me, wanting to be heard.
This inspired me to reflect on all the stories that have shaped who I am. Since finishing a book draft that will need edits, I was hungry for another writing form. I’ve challenged myself to write 30 stories in 30 days. In this weekly collection series, you will find thirty short essays. Each collection will post on Saturday. Hope you enjoy and I’m so excited to share!