The culture of vulgarity ruling society today is advanced by multiple factors ranging from economics to social media to appetite indulgence. With the internet, it’s safe to say appetites are indulged without…
Grace is a beautiful word. With a mindful choice followed by an intentional practice of Grace, your life will be refreshingly distinctive in a time when sameness and impulsivity are ruling society. By choosing Grace, you choose to be different, to…
The car left skid marks as it careened off the main thoroughfare and onto the side of the road. With wheels screeching and brakes squealing, it came to a hard stop. Just then, the door flung open and an irate woman got out. She came racing across…
My friend and I were hanging out at her house after school and had just gone into the kitchen for a snack when her older sister walked in. “Well,” she said. “I did it.” We both looked at her curiously. “I quit school,” she announced. She…
As my sister began to close the door to the vet’s examination room, Jasper moved towards her. He looked up at her, cocked his head, and his warm brown eyes said as clearly as if the words were spoken, “Mommy, why can’t I…
Right before Easter every year while I was in grade school, my mom and my Aunt Bertie, who raised me, took me to the Hat Box for my Easter bonnet. It was located just across King Street, which Bertie always called Main Street, up two steps, and…
The chatter reached a cacophonous crescendo by the time the professor arrived for my business methods class in college. She always made a grand and dramatic entrance by walking briskly and decisively through the door, arms loaded with graded papers…
Clop, clop went the sound of her high-heeled shoes on the sidewalk of Main Street. With every step, the heels of her feet slipped up and down in the shoes that were about a size-and-a-half too big. She always wore the same style of shoe with a…
Each of us has a hard shell of ego covering our inner feelings. Some of those feelings are positive, but many are not. And when our inner feelings aren’t positive, they can become triggers of insecurity that cause us to react in needy ways. For…
“Don’t know. Don’t know who said “ ’Lo, Kinky,’” said Kinky Palm that warm summer night at the fairgrounds many years ago. I said it and I can only hope, looking back, that it was out of kindness which I was prone to and not clowning…