And yet, no amount of exercise, fresh air, eating right or appropriate sleeping routine allows me to escape the insidious aggression of random aches and pains.
Can we survive thirty-three days so Harrison’s legacy can be upheld? (That means Wednesday.)
Born at the Tail End of the Baby Boom, Tail-Enders or Cuspers have sometimes gotten a raw deal. The spoils have been gobbled up by our predecessors who grabbed all the attention, natural resources and opportunities. We can cry in... Continue Reading →
I need to remember ...that I am not defined by who we are as a nation.
Life, I mean. Two weeks ago, for instance, life was going along swimmingly. I was busy with writing, getting my husband’s work posted on Shopify to sell some of his pen and ink drawings on a wider scale, and I... Continue Reading →
