This morning, I woke up naked. Not a soul on the other side of the bed was nearby – not even the ghost of the dog, who’s been gone for almost three years next month. 632 more words
So this morning I sit at my desk with a hot cup of coffee at hand, I tap in my WordPress account and pull up my working blog draft from yesterday that was to be finished with editing and polishing, only to find out – cyberspace, ate an entire day’s work, that now has me starting from, “scratch,” once again! 499 more words
The holidays were the easy part, with their flying reindeer and tolling bells. Now there’s the rest of winter to get through…frownie face-free. It’s a good thing we live around the District! 579 more words
Some final thoughts after so many years of so many thoughts. Marriage is not a political act; it’s a human one. It is based on love, before it is rooted in law. 375 more words
I will re-read this from Sully a thousand times. Because it is sooo easy to get demoralized living in the South. But...