“Do you think she hates me?”
“With a passion.”
“Do you think it’s the hat?”
“No”
“A lot of people hate this hat. It angers them, just the sight of it. Well, I’ll tell you a story about that on the way to school”
(My tribute to John Candy as ‘Uncle Buck’. Every kid should have an uncle like that!)
Waiting and watching, the rising and setting sun. Realizing dawn breaks, the nights lonely grip. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Healing in…
Replace the word ‘anger’ with any of the following: Shame Regret Guilt Sadness Grief etc. Isn’t the question…
The twisted road we travel On the journey of life Comes a time it unravels Black and white…
Resting in the simplicity and sounds of nature, even when it is only in my memory. God bless!…
Alone into the Alone A far better place—the phrase echoes through my mind, and my faith tells me…
I see the twinkling of the stars, but I do not hear them sing. I see the rustling…
