“To the heart and mind ignorance is kind. There’s no comfort in the truth pain is all you’ll find.” (George Michael, from Careless Whisper) “Dad can I go see the dance?” “No you cannot! Dancing is a sin…!” “But Dad… am just going to watch….” “Don’t let me tell you again…!” “Ugggghhhh.” I sighed…
Last night I was reading a book about an animal scientist – a woman who thinks in pictures. She was born autistic and did not speak even at age two. She credits her family, teachers and mentors for “surviving in the social jungle.” As I was reading the first few pages of her book, I…
Nothing compares to the homemade pies made from scratch. Nothing. Well, OK… Fine. I will admit to one brand. Edward’s Lemon Meringue Pie. Edward’s Lemon Meringue Pie is my husband’s favorite pie. His face radiates with excitement like a little boy receiving his favorite treat each time there’s a slice of Edward’s Lemon Meringue Pie…
“You were an abused child just like me!” Willie would tell me in one of our discussions. “No, I was not! My parents did not constantly beat me. I remember getting beat only twice and that was my fault so I deserved it…” I’d reply. I never considered myself being abused as a child. To…
I can’t live in one place for too long. My limit is six years living in the same place. After that, I get bored. I yearn for change. The nomad in me wants to move, she gets restless; she wants to be on the road, to another city, another state, another place… Moving is in…
“Dad… wake up!” the little girl shaking his father on the left shoulder. “Huhh…? ssshhhhhh… ssshhhh…” the father snored while leaning his head on a big rock. “Dad… c’mon, let’s go! Let’s go home…!” “It’s getting dark and I’m scared…” the little girl is now on the verge of crying. This man is my dad. …
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