It’s funny the things that bring me comfort sometimes cause me great anguish. I’m like a vehicle that can’t be taken over a rough road because I get too rattled and break. I’m rigid and my shock absorbers don’t work well. I
As I write this I’m in a car headed to Chattanooga, Tennessee to pick up a dog. Yes, another dog. This is a fully-trained dog which is a tool we desperately need. Let’s hope this one works out. It came out pretty
I admire those people who have self-confidence or are able to simply not give a damn about what other people think. I don’t know why it is that I suffer so from worrying about what other people think. I work my tail
We’ve been in the path of one hurricane that’s already gone through, Florence and now in the path of a second, Michael. Florence did very little here, we prepared like heck for it but we only got rain and a bit of
I’m currently taking a class at UNC-Greensboro entitled, “Telling Stories: the Memoir” and it made me realize how long it’s been since I last wrote here. I just checked – March 19! That’s horrific! What good is a dead and dusty journal?