The Power of Sister-girl Love
Next to the calories I burn, sister-girl love is undoubtedly the best part of my occasional walk/runs across the Woodrow Wilson Bridge. Most other people avoid eye contact as they tackle their work outs – and I don’t blame them. …
An Updated Altar
The creaking went on so long that I grew accustomed to it. Creaking when I climbed the steps to my home, creaking when I walked down them to leave. Two wobbly steps and a predictable creaking greeted me every single…
What’s in a Title?
I like titles. Not the professional kind, but the type that describe a person’s allegiance. I’m a fan of words that make it clear to whom and to what a person is committed. Call me a Christian because I’m walking…
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
Like most women, I have given considerable thought to the things I want in life. The type of career, the kind of man, the number of children, the style of home, the vacation destinations, so on and so forth. Fun,…
Forget Me Not
One of my favorite retailers was recently on my bad side. It was all good a few weeks ago when I learned that DSW was opening a new store around the corner from my home. Driving past a nearby shopping…
A Tale of Two Hearts
“Promise me you’ll wait for me.” Words tend to haunt my psyche until I give in and write them. The phrase “wait for me” has been with me for years now, sometimes in drafts of a poem intended for my…
The Big Dig-out: Unearthing Your Potential
My homeowners association used the last few snow days to remind me that we pay them more than we should. Sometimes I would look out my windows to see snow plows arriving too late and accomplishing too little. Other times,…
