Tattooed on my body are the struggles I have survived, These marks define what I believe to be true. They tell the world that I have overcome mountains, And in succeeding, my strength has been renewed. Scissored from my life are the fears that kept me Afraid to ascend to the heights of whom I... Continue Reading →
Definitely Not A Mushroom Hunter
My mother-in-law loved to go mushroom-hunting before she had a series of small strokes. She knew every mushroom paradise in the state parks near her house, especially places filled with Chantrelles, a very lovely golden color. She would show us what to look for, and oh, the excitement when my in-laws found a patch of... Continue Reading →
The Healing Power of Memories: Three Things Challenge
Daniel began the difficult task of cleaning out years of lives spent together. He wanted to stay in his home, but his daughters, Lauren and Mary, had convinced him that it was not a great idea to remain where so many memories lingered. The oldest, Mary, had declared his desire to live alone an "overindulgence"... Continue Reading →
Travel Fills the Empty Heart
Caroline looked out of the window of the old farmhouse. She lived so far away from her nearest neighbors that she always felt such an emptiness in her heart and in her life. The loneliness of seeming to be the only person in the world robbed her of the joy of looking at the beauty... Continue Reading →
Choosing to Love Liberates the Heart
I made a decision when I was about age 12 that the safest way to never be hurt by other people was not to love anyone, even in intimate relationships when I became an adult. At such a tender age, I decided that I would never marry anyone whom I could not give up without... Continue Reading →
Some Things are Hard to Leave Behind
I wrote a story about a special teacher this weekend, and in doing so, I realized that I did not leave the after-effects of those days behind me. So much of what occurred that fourth-grade year impacts how I act today. For example, my greatest fear is not drowning or falling off a cliff, but... Continue Reading →
Mrs. Gadget: Three Things Challenge
There is no rhyme or reason, I know, To my love of gadgets, big and small. No matter the costs of the bells and whistles, I will not rest until I have bought them all. BBQ grills with the kitchen sink attached, And electric lawnmowers that need no gas. Planters that water themselves during the... Continue Reading →
Some Superheroes Don’t Wear Capes
Not many people would consider a comb and brush set as the tools of a superhero, but they were for me. I was in the fourth grade, all of nine years old, and my mother worked through the night, never home when my sister and I left for school. We had to get dressed by... Continue Reading →
Sheets in the Breeze: The Three Things Challenge
I hated helping Nana as she stood in the cold, Hanging bed sheets on the laundry line with pins. On freezing cold days, they became shaky bricks. And were painful when they hit you on the shins. But, the sweet smells of those sheets on our beds, As they kept us toasty warm from head... Continue Reading →
Witnessing Beauty!
As Jessica walked down the aisle of the church, she was mesmerized by what she saw playing out in front of her. People of all colors were sitting side by side, singing hymns and smiling! She had never seen that before, raised in a church with one race of people. She started to turn around... Continue Reading →
