That was the question written on his sign as he stood on the side of the road at the exit ramp.
Dysfunction in my family of origin went unnoticed by me until I started college. Silence in my childhood home was only interrupted by the most mundane of conversations – “what’s for dinner?”, “Unload the dishwasher before I get home.”, “Get your shoes before you miss the bus.” My mother had a new arts and crafts… Continue reading The Importance Of Picking A Damn Good Baby Daddy
A beautiful spring day when the sky is an endless, cerulean blue with big fluffy, marshmallow clouds. A hug so warm it seeps into your spirit, sometimes a fire that burns your fingers. The sunlight glinting on the lake throwing diamonds in your eyes with every ripple.
What’s the number? How much does integrity cost? Jesus loves the little children. What number does the GDP reflect when it becomes acceptable to mock a disabled human publicly? The insidious implication that protectors of a nation are suspicious. The blatant introduction of national enemies into infrastructure. All the children of the world. Boys will… Continue reading What’s The Number?