Holding Out For A Hero
I love superheroes. I guess that everyone loves superheroes, but I love them more than most girls I know. Maybe it's because my brother became a comic book aficionado in college, and whatever Jody loves, Jody shares with his baby sister. Maybe it's because "Lois and...
What I Learned from Swimming Lessons
Lately I have found myself praying a prayer I’ve prayed several times before: Please don’t test me. Please don’t let this hurt. The last year or so has rough patch in life, but I know that this is not normal and this is not fun. I have sincerely given thanks for the...
Not the Way I Planned It
If you will indulge me, I think I’m just going to stay in the “get-to-know-me” mode for a bit here. If you already know me, please just bear with me, laugh politely at my jokes, and make some comments that influence other people to think I’m the greatest writer ever....
Grow Where You Have Room
This is a journey. This is a garden. This is a heap of metaphors. I should probably begin with the title, “Grow where you have room.” That came from a throw pillow. It wasn’t just any throw pillow; it was a needlepoint throw pillow on my brother’s bed, and he made it...
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