The Road I Walk
The road I walk is filled with weeds and flowers – a symbol of life’s joys and sorrows. Each with a unique beauty that quietly or boldly adds to the bouquet of my journey. Today, I was captivated by a … Read More
The road I walk is filled with weeds and flowers – a symbol of life’s joys and sorrows. Each with a unique beauty that quietly or boldly adds to the bouquet of my journey. Today, I was captivated by a … Read More
The road I walk is filled with weeds and flowers – a symbol of life’s joys and sorrows. Each with a unique beauty that quietly or boldly adds to the bouquet of my journey. Today, I was captivated by a … Read More
Flashback on FreedomBy Brenda Black In free governments, public celebrations serve to excite a spirit of emulation. By extolling the deeds of valor and virtue, we direct that ambition into a beneficial channel, which, left to itself, would seek advancement … Read More
Flashback on FreedomBy Brenda Black In free governments, public celebrations serve to excite a spirit of emulation. By extolling the deeds of valor and virtue, we direct that ambition into a beneficial channel, which, left to itself, would seek advancement … Read More
Because I Said SoBy Brenda Black I vowed I would never say it. Surely I would be smarter, more articulate. Shear determination would trump any momentary weakness to spew those predictable, hollow words. Then I had children. And on more … Read More
Because I Said SoBy Brenda Black I vowed I would never say it. Surely I would be smarter, more articulate. Shear determination would trump any momentary weakness to spew those predictable, hollow words. Then I had children. And on more … Read More
Are We There YetBy Brenda Black Pack the mini van! We’re going to the Grand Canyon! Summer vacations are more than sibling warfare over window seats. They go beyond sing-along’s with “The Wiggles” to keep little Timmy tame. A family’s … Read More
Are We There YetBy Brenda Black Pack the mini van! We’re going to the Grand Canyon! Summer vacations are more than sibling warfare over window seats. They go beyond sing-along’s with “The Wiggles” to keep little Timmy tame. A family’s … Read More
Midday DarknessBy Brenda Black A disconcerting darkness groped its way nearer my sunny yard and I became acutely aware that my home sits higher than most of the properties within five miles. When threatening clouds seem to kiss the grass … Read More
Midday DarknessBy Brenda Black A disconcerting darkness groped its way nearer my sunny yard and I became acutely aware that my home sits higher than most of the properties within five miles. When threatening clouds seem to kiss the grass … Read More