I once thought the boogie man was a figment of Mama's imagination. I was scared of every sound at night, huddled in my bed sheets until Morning came with the light that saved me and made me feel safe. But, one day I found out that the boogie man was all too real. Mama had... Continue Reading →
My mother told me that she was glad that I was not born in an earlier century, for I would have been publicly whipped for asking so many questions on gender equality. I wanted to know why the women cooked, but they were the last to eat. I questioned why I had to fix my... Continue Reading →
Photo by Johnathan Basquet at Unsplash.com Hurt badly, she drove. "Lord, I need a safe place. Please, give me a sign!" She nearly missed it. "This is It" flickered on as she came up to the exit! It led her to a hidden women's shelter. She entered and the sign went dark, awaiting the next... Continue Reading →
Survived violence, Life with hurricane-strength winds. Found a safe harbor. Posted for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille, February 20, 2019: Hurricane.
In the midst of sadness and despair, Possibilities abound for us to change. We can alter the labels others give us, Or we can choose to let those ideas remain. But, when you've been the victim of oral violence, And someone has declared that you have no worth. Rather than believe it and let it... Continue Reading →
This past weekend, we visited with my best friend of over 50 years, and as Douglas found the picture above. He was excited to find picture of me from my younger days. Douglas thought that it was a wonderful picture of me, and he was confused on why I told him that everyone considered me... Continue Reading →
Amazed, I looked at my silhouette, For there was no hint of my constant sorrow! Instead, I seemed secure and relaxed, As though I yearned for each new tomorrow. There's no way the artist can capture my tears While only drawing me from the one side. So, I'll continue to pray for God to rescue... Continue Reading →
I sat listening to the sound of the train as it moved down the tracks, taking me closer to the place that I swore to never return. The clickety-clack of the train sends me into a trance, as I think back to the last time I was on a train, escaping from a place I... Continue Reading →
As I sit lookiñg out on the Mediterranean Sea, I think of how blessed I am to just be alive. Never in my wildest dreams when I was a twenty-something young wife and mother of four children who was nearly beaten to death did I think that one day I would travel the world enjoying... Continue Reading →
Knowing that I was loved by a compassionate God made me feel like a caterpillar wrapped in a cocoon of love as I developed into the woman of God that I was born to become. Like a caterpillar in an inhospitable environment, sometimes, I, too, have had to wrap myself in an orb to protect... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 