Would you want to know when you were going to die? The date. The time. The place. The how? I fear with a deadline of my mortality looming I would begin a panicked list, beanstalk high, of what I [Read more...]
"Who has the weirdest item in your purse?" "And the winner is…a dental tray?? Whaaat?" Laughing until your sides ache, playing a raucous game of purse scavenger hunt, sprinkled with wise words [Read more...]
As she slid the register drawer open and and fisted my change, I chirped, "Merry Christmas." She returned the greeting in like, but then turned square on, and scowled, “I’m over it. I wish it was done [Read more...]
She was taught to disbelieve. Any notions of fantasies or make-believe lay dying, nipped in the bud. And she was only six years old, A steady walker toward the road of cynicism her mother had [Read more...]