This past Saturday many young women walked across the stage I've walked across, and they received the piece of paper that is so much more than that--it's the results of minutes and hours and days and years of listening and learning and writing and critiquing and speaking and sharing and thinking and challenging themselves to… Continue reading Spread Your Wings and Soar
Month: May 2016
Working Out
It was June, I think, or maybe July. I'm not sure. I know it was very hot. And that Daddy was still going for treatments at the Cancer Center. This particular day Daddy's physical therapist, Miss Ida, whom I loved and adored from my own visit to the PT office where she worked, had helped… Continue reading Working Out
The “H” Word and Why I’m Not Saying It
I have had it on the tip of my tongue more than once this week. And I've held it back. Held it in. Tried to change my way of thinking, the way I see what is before me. I've really tried to keep the "h" word away from how I feel about this day. This… Continue reading The “H” Word and Why I’m Not Saying It
the red couch
flying down the interstate one goal in mind home mile after mile and then unexpectedly we see a red couch abandoned, in the emergency lane cushions awry broken slats someone will walk into the house and feel incomplete like something is lost, missing for their red couch is no longer there waiting for them to… Continue reading the red couch
I Might Need A Nap 