Just a Thought- Casting a Ballot
So, you know me well enough to know that wild horses wouldn’t keep me from the polls tomorrow. But do you know me well enough to know whom I’m voting for? While I do admire …[READ MORE]
So, you know me well enough to know that wild horses wouldn’t keep me from the polls tomorrow. But do you know me well enough to know whom I’m voting for? While I do admire …[READ MORE]
Public speaking is known to be one of the things we fear instinctively, like loud noises. While I have the curious habit of reaching for the things I fear most, I feel that it’s only …[READ MORE]
Parents Don’t Vote I was at a party recently when my friend Madeline set me on fire with one casual comment; “Parents don’t vote.” I said, “That’s not true. I’m a parent and I vote.” …[READ MORE]
In the moment I stop to consider it, the moment is already gone, and I have to laugh. George Carlin once noted “There is no present; there is only the immediate future and the recent …[READ MORE]
While the national news is still filled with the repercussions of a blue state electing a red senator, I’m completely irritated with the color-coding system. It is certainly easier than thinking, but I’m just fed …[READ MORE]
Mary Daly died at just the right time on January 3 last week. I have been heartbroken and weary with all the funerals I have attended lately, but when I heard that one of my …[READ MORE]
I think of myself as an honest person. I believe that lying is wrong, and that telling the truth is the best way to go. I recently had a situation where it was brought home …[READ MORE]
The moment that I am struggling with the fact that it’s too cold to open a window, and it’s dark at five o’clock in the afternoon, the mail carrier shows up with five pounds of …[READ MORE]
It Really is a Wonderful Life- I always find it fascinating how the stories we are drawn to become our stories. Is it that we already know, at some intuitive level that this plot twist …[READ MORE]
There isn’t a culture that doesn’t have one. In the deep darkness of winter, the wind grows cold and the sun disappears in mid-afternoon. Our senses crave light as much as they crave warmth. The …[READ MORE]
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