And so it goes…
This is the time of year that I most miss my old life, the one of choir director and drama producer. There were always so many people involved, there would … Continue reading And so it goes…
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This is the time of year that I most miss my old life, the one of choir director and drama producer. There were always so many people involved, there would … Continue reading And so it goes…
There is nothing more precious than the love of a child. They love without prejudice, they don’t see color, pretty or ugly, they just love. I am convinced that you … Continue reading I am a Child
I had on a fuzzy turquoise sweater; it had a rolled collar and I wore it with a black pencil skirt. I was 15 and very excited that I had … Continue reading Bear with me a minute…
I read a status concerning a child that had been treated so badly that the child’s mom was in terrible pain watching the child grieve over the incident. It was … Continue reading Don’t say it if you don’t mean it!
Let me ask you a few questions, questions that I am not as much looking for an answer as just making us think. If you could have the thing you … Continue reading Can you answer these questions?
I think that no matter how old you get there is still a child inside that we have to notice every now and then, today my inner child stood up … Continue reading Perfect or Permissive?
I read an article written by a minister this morning on the subject of Hope and I gave it a lot of thought. I remembered that I was riding along … Continue reading Is there any Hope?
For me today five months ago was the saddest day of my life. It was the day my dad finished his mission on this earth, his desire was to show … Continue reading I love you…haro
Tonight a group of people came together to dedicate the Full Turn church campus in Hiram and honor a man of God, my dad, for his years of service, to … Continue reading His living was not in vain…
I went, I had to because it was past time for my mother’s appointment with her neurologist and to not go would mean we couldn’t get her meds, which are … Continue reading I was atrocious, or was I?
Living in the house with a twenty year old girl has made me remember how I used to study each page of the latest issue of Glamour Magazine, how I … Continue reading I am a work in progress!
Rudyard Kipling wrote a poem about man’s best friend, the faithful dog. You have to read it with a Kleenex in your hand for you will very surely shed some tears. … Continue reading “But…you’ve given your heart…”