first aid
byIt lay forlorn on the gray table. Cold, alone and shivering. A tired traveler in wait. She looks down, and says aloud, irritation seeping…
April, 2009
mojo jojo
byIt’s been a trying few weeks and some recent events online have spurred me to reconsider my online presence. I have always enjoyed writing,…
letter to my daughter
byI received Dr. Maya Angelou’s, I know why the caged bird sings, as a gift a few years ago. My immediate thought was that…
tag 19 – bride
byTerri impulsively tagged a bunch of us ladies (wonder why the men got left out), to post a blog-friendly wedding picture of them. Brides…