Monthly Archives: August 2012

Waking Up, Mad.

My heart has always been broken for the poor. For as long as I can remember I have been moved with compassion toward those in need. Lord knows, I have sent many prayers to the orphans, a happy thought to the depressed, a tear, a hug. To someone. But today, that is not enough. The world is too upside-down. It… read more

On Weddings and Doing it Over.

My brother got married this weekend. He did the right thing and married the bright-eyed, young woman of his childhood dreams. And I did the usual girl thing and cried. I cried when I saw the bride throw her arms around her daddy. I cried when he walked her down the aisle. I definitely cried… read more

When I get big…

“I wanna be a donkey.” Only my child would say that. I took her out for some oatmeal, (yes, oatmeal!) at the Corner Bakery today and I got to ask her some very important questions. Like what she wanted to be when she grows up. You know, like a baker, since she loves baking cookies,… read more