Celebrating Our Differences
One day my laughter went away, not the chuckles, but the deep, hearty, soul cleansing laughter that makes your heart feel lighter and allows your worries, fears, and anxiety to fade away. One day that laughter disappeared from me and it was replaced with forced laughter that everyone…
Laughter!! If laughter is the best medicine for what ails us, I should be in rip roaring good health! Lord knows I’ve had plenty to laugh about, especially when it comes to my own life and the crazy things I’ve done. Who else but me would have…
UGH, you know what? I had several versions of this article put together and decided to dump them all. Why? Partially because I’m a tad bit super busy and a little tiny bit of a perfectionist and those articles while good didn’t give me the vibe I wanted….
The truth is not for all men, but only for those who seek it. Ayn Rand The climax of the court martial scene in the 1992 award winning movie, A Few Good Men shows a young Tom Cruise, playing attorney Daniel Kaffe in intense cross-examination of…
She’s fixing the smudge of red on her lip that she just picked up in the rear view mirror as she checked if it was safe to throw the lukewarm dregs of leftover coffee in the paper cup out of the passenger side of her car into the…
In our everyday lives, we tell lies and listen to lies in almost every aspect of our existence. “No, I have never seen him/her ever in life.” “Yes, he’s your father.” “Girl, that dress looks good on you!” “Of course, this is my hair.” “Your cooking is phenomenal!”…
In anticipation of this month’s theme of “truth,” I have been recording statements from the media and from the Trump administration about the word. Rudolph Guiliani, for example, flippantly dismissed a “fantasy world where everybody tells the truth.” Meanwhile, journalists such as Rachel Maddow and her colleagues have…
The look of guilt, but glad he’s home. I was in the yard bagging weeds and felt a stillness after my dog barked at teens in the alley. I called his name and no response, walked to the front of house, called him, and nothing. Ran in…
It was just another unpainted clapboard house dotting the rural southern landscape neglected ravaged by the elements long void of human life The winter of 1995 traveling on Montgomery HWY 31 South would change all that A friend seeing a white woman jogging along the highway…
Truth is I’m a romantic to my core. I believe in fairy tales, happily ever after, soul mates, and the love of Romeo and Juliet. I believe in the magic found in moonlight, the lure of slow music, the peace seen in sunsets, candlelight dinners, chivalry, and submitting…