I served as my family's rubber band... keeping it all together despite how far I stretched myself. There I was, a supple little loop; one end stretched to keep my Dad inside, the other around my Mom to keep her from falling apart. I strained and folded, bent and...
Small ponds dry up. The season, even the climate, changes. What happens? What becomes of the largemouth bass, when the temperature goes up? Or when beavers or the Corp of Engineers, re-route the stream on such as he? Big fish and those who resist change are vulnerable...
The baby donkey brayed and kicked up its heels in the deep lush grass. Her mom quietly watched, clearly, but slyly, on guard for any dangers that could arise. She was seemingly unfazed by the rambunctious youngster. The dad munched contentedly in the open field...
There are times when I lose awareness of the moment, my complaintsare increasing. Flaws and criticisms take the place of my blessings, preferring those I am unhappy withto my soul. Whereas I multiplied my realizationsmore focused on what I can do.not a few times! I...
I knew I didn’t want to be like my mother.She rubbed off on me anyway. I knew my Dad was a drunk who abused me and I was scared of him.I hoped that would change but it didn’t. I knew I didn’t really want to marry my first husband.I did it because I didn’t know it was...
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