I Come From Nothing

I come from nothing. I tell my children in hopes they will have an appreciation for our nice house, their own bedroom and bathroom, all the activities they get to participate in, etc. It stems from my concern that my children won’t find a source of motivation in their lives. My childhood looked a lot…

The Note

Her hands tremble as she smooths out the crumpled piece of lined yellow paper. She can barely make out the smeared blue ink. The words come out in broken whispers, “I can’t go on. My lips no longer form the battle cry I’ve summoned in years past. This world keeps shrinking and my disquiet holds me hostage. I’m a prisoner of…

Desperate Tones

I held the baby a little tighter as I followed the rocky path along the shoreline. My eyes refused to adjust to the darkness and the moon provided little guidance. The baby slept, peacefully buried in my bosom, oblivious to the life altering journey before us. I prayed she wouldn’t wake until we were far…

How Eye Contact Instills Compassion

Eye contact is key in communication. Many memorable scenes culminate when two people stare into each other’s eyes. Soft music plays in the background, the star-crossed lovers inch ever closer for that first kiss, never taking their eyes off each other. The world around them disappears until there is only the two of them as they…

The Heartbreaking Last Wish That’s Impossible To Ignore

“Wait…don’t go.” It is barely a whisper. I’m just outside the room, my hand on the door knob pulling it closed, but I freeze. Silence. I’m suddenly unsure whether I heard anything at all. “Mommy?” “Just one more hug?” I’ve been listening to these last-minute bedtime requests for so many years I can’t remember at what…

Resolutions Die, But A Vision Lives Forever

Vision. We all have one. “If you can dream it you can do it.” – Walt Disney Whether we’ve played it over and over in our minds on an endless loop that comforts us in much the same way our favorite throw blanket wraps us in warmth on our spot on the couch. Or, it’s…

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What Do You Say To A Broken Heart?

It’s a typical funeral day. The kind of day that reflects emotions you didn’t know you were hiding.    Feelings you carefully tucked away now peek around every cloud, threatening to make a long overdue appearance. The air is heavy and thick wrapping your lungs as you try to steady your breath. It’s the kind of day…

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Love On The Side

My eyes follow his every move. I wonder if he can feel my gaze on him as it travels over him. Does it warm his skin the way it warms my heart? Are my thoughts loud enough for him to hear because he just looked over at me and did that little nod he does…

Football Friday – Raising Champions

“There may be people that have more talent than you, but there’s no excuse for anyone to work harder than you do.”– Derek Jeter “A trophy carries dust. Memories last forever.” – Mary Lou Retton “You have to expect things of yourself before you can do them.”– Michael Jordan