A fat fish

My niece wrote a poem for school. My sister-in-law sent it to me and it made me cry. In that one short poem she demonstrated that she is a writing force to be reckoned with. She is fierce. She set the mood, forged memorable characters, elicited fond memories from her audience, and took us from... Continue Reading →

September 22, 2016 4

A tip of the hat

Sometimes when I’m overwhelmed by the craziness that’s been my year, I turn on some music and listen to the words. I try to hear the message the writer set out to deliver. Today, it was Mat Kearney delivering the much-needed counseling. “Just because it’s pouring down, doesn’t mean we’re gonna drown.” I’m keeping my... Continue Reading →

September 15, 2016 1

Finding the light in the dark

For most of my life, I’ve been afraid. I’ve been afraid and I’ve made decisions based upon those fears. Some of them, like a genuine dislike of heights, make sense from a human survival kind of perspective and don’t really interrupt normal life. And then there are the ones that don’t make much sense at... Continue Reading →