A Driving Force
“Don’t embarrass me today.” Surely she was not talking to me. “Don’t shout that you love me when I get out like you did yesterday.” I guess she was talking to me.
Addicted
My name is Lisa and I am a user…of words. I was a casual user in the beginning. All talk. Then someone pushed a No. 2 in my hand and a Big Chief tablet under by nose.
They may be cute and fuzzy, but they’re not living here!
“The hamster must go!” I would declare the next morning. But Morgan, and my own two boys, promised to prevent another escape…Harry stayed another day and another night – which, by the way, for hamsters, is reversed.
The 4th of July in November
I’ve chosen this lucky day to post my first ever paid-to-be-published piece here, blasting it into cyberspace amidst the dust of comets and stars and words that live forever.
Blankie Bliss
Ten years ago we almost missed a flight because, halfway to the airport, Riles cried out that we’d forgotten his blankie.
Kin who have been there lead the way to survival
With a mother and sister who had breast cancer, the odds for the same thing happening in my lifetime have always been high; one medical study has shown my risk to be five times greater than other women my age. I never liked those odds.