Okay, insomnia isn’t new to me. I have been dealing with it intermittently for a few years. I am now just a little over four days out from starting a new job. Insomnia stinks when you have something coming up that is going to take sharp…
10 Things the Dog Taught Us
Last year, I couldn’t have envisioned my son being so close to a pet. He just wasn’t all that enthusiastic about animals in…
I have already given up on being witty, humorous, informative, reflective, inspiring, wise, poetic, or beguiling. Just for today.
What you do today dictates what happens to you in the future.
[Un]Fortunately, you won’t reap the benefits (or losses) until later in life. It’s little habits aren’t seen until a big event takes place in…
There may be persons in your life who feel they have been tasked with the job to constantly bring you down. They criticize and never have a good thing to say. They use you as a way to unload their burdens.
The pressures that society places on women are never ending.
Have kids.
She knew very well I have a soft-heart. I can fall very quickly. Even though she kept coming back once in a while. I will not blame her totally for coming back, actually I also went back too.
My tall, handsome father used to describe me to people as his 1400 gram preemie. I smiled up at his face during these introductions, having no idea that surviving was my first miracle. 50 years ago people didn’t really know what to do with babies born too early, say at 31 weeks or too small, say 2…
treat yourself and others the way you wanna be treated.respect yourself and others the way you wanna be respected.
Everyone likes a good story. Sometimes based on someone else’s life. Like I love the stories that my best friend tells, because she has some of the funniest and some of the most profound stories to tell.
“Melancholy were the sounds on a winter’s night.”
Who doesn’t love a 4-day weekend?
We have one coming up this week in Tanzania (my office just confirmed it is a 4-day weekend yesterday) and I’m using it to go on one last adventure in East Africa.
I’ve written a couple of pages in my physical journal today. I find it quite therapeutic, scratching ink onto the blank page, filling up the testament to my existence, slowly but surely. I probably need to improve my pen grip or perhaps…
#32
As many of my fellow writers in this publication have lamented recently, it is surprisingly difficult to write just 100 words per story. When I first started out I thought it would be impossible to write that many and now after having written 32 articles I realise…
100 Words — 100 Days
Like a snake that sheds its skin,I am shedding my inhibition. Perhaps I will keep the old skin As a visual reminder Of the straitjacket I used to wear.
I wish, will, impel my words to slice and pierce. To get to the heart of the matter, to burrow deep and puncture the bone. I cannot measure this success. I can only lay my mind to rest and listen for the pulse of my work. Is it beating still? Is it alive? I wish, will, impel my words to…
It’s tough to think of new and exciting things to write on here…I think it’s tough anyway.
How do you guys do it?
You just have this never ending repertoire of enthralling things for the rest of us to read.