We had to do something. Filling two grocery carts, we carried 25 bags of mercy door to door on the poorest side of town. Bought styrofoam container of mud and worms for the young robin abandoned in the gutter—because we couldn’t watch one more senseless death. Still breathing here. Holding on and handing out because... Continue Reading →
My identity was faked on Facebook. A bunch of my friends were used as pawns for pillaging. It’s so creepy. I'm so sorry. My picture smiling, hovering over videos concocted to coax and confiscate. Thieves advancing right along with technology. Though confidentiality clauses and privacy policies plaster everything we sign, code, or chip—they're finding new... Continue Reading →
What's not to love about it? When my kids were little we visited the library weekly. In fact my oldest daughter says, "That's one of my best memories as a child." (Hallelujah, she has one.) Their little eyes roaming for titles, Nancy Drew, The Baby-Sitters Club, The Berenstain Bears, Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs. My youngest remembers... Continue Reading →
I have a baneful habit of trying to bend like someone else. What I mean is, when I hear (or read) how some smart, successful, happy, whole person is doing something and I begin calculating what I would have to do to fit that description, adopt that practice, host those plans. Oy vey, there is... Continue Reading →
We just went to see the movie, "Everest." It is Hollywood's adaptation of the 1996 Mount Everest disaster. On that day 12 individuals lost their lives during a blizzard in an attempt to either ascend or descend the highest mountain on earth. I have to admit, I've always admired mountain climbers. I just feel like... Continue Reading →
I am stuck in an identity crisis. Stuck between who I was told I am, what society tells me I am, who I want to be, and who I was created to be. Esther had the same problem. She was an orphan. Her uncle, Mordecai, took her as his own daughter. She did what she... Continue Reading →
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