As I have started my last year in college I have begun to examine what my future plans might be. Where do I see myself? What direction am I going? In an attempt to forge a path a few months ago I applied to be a representative for a fabric company. In a nutshell, I was not selected and it was disappointing. But I chose to believe in Something Better. Because I have often learned that our heart's current desire is perhaps not the best long-term choice for us. Recently, through a series of ... View the Post

Tomorrow I will be getting on a plane bound for California. I’ll be spending time with some of the best people I know. Many of us met in kindergarten and have enjoyed Lasting Friendships. (I’m the brunette in the white dress.) Lasting Friendships I’ll start out the week in the L.A. area hanging with my BFF of 40 years, Tracy. Regular readers have seen her on the blog many times. She works in the movie industry and sends me pictures like this one reminding me that Sodapop Curtis was my ... View the Post

Looking Beyond its summer and it’s hot. But the heat does seem to make ice cream floats taste even more delicious. There are also mosquitos. But let’s not forget about the fireflies. Some parents may be hearing endless cries of “I’m bored!” Yet they can be ended with a bucket of water bombs. Endless lists of mandatory summer reading may exist. But the right book can change everything. Life is full of opportunities to focus on the positive. It’s true that there is beauty in ... View the Post

A few weeks ago my doctor recommended I start going to a local water aerobics class. Washing Away Fear. Washing Away Fear With my combination of scoliosis, osteoporosis, and arthritis she said it would be the very best therapy for my recent back injury. In theory, it sounded good. But I just couldn’t get past thinking that it was going to be a really uncomfortable situation. I just knew that I was going to feel bad about myself. But I forced myself to go. Nervously tugging at ... View the Post

I know it’s been quiet here the past few Sundays. There seemed to be SO much hate in the world I was at a loss of words to say. To try and understand “Why?” is just impossible. We have a choice to Be Bitter or Be Better. Be Bitter or Be Better My own father, Paul, had his life ended by a group of violent men when my mother was just three months pregnant with me.  My mother Karen would pass on from a brain tumor just five short years later. Some people might think I was cheated… that I ... View the Post