When What Was Lost Is Found I have become the queen of losing things. Last fall I lost two of my favorite necklaces. One I love not only because my son gave it to me, but it’s one of those pieces that goes with everything. The other was from my…
There But For the Grace of God Go I I get out of my car in the supermarket parking lot at the same time a car slowly cruises by. The woman driver stops and asks if I can help her out. She’s trying to get to the nearby gas station…
“Everything we own is stuffed in our cart. My favorite bone, his Purple Heart…” Lyrics from Couple of Strays
What if my character was on the run and she decided to cut through that culvert? And stepped on the gator’s tail? Would going forward be worse than whatever was behind her?
Could you handle the murder of your father during your childhood? Surgery to repair a cleft palate? A broken neck and jaw at age 24? Numerous surgeries and hospitalizations. Lawsuits. Depression. Unemployment. Bar fights. A brutal beating outside a Hollywood nightclub. The choice to become a single mother. The birth of twins. Breaking both shoulders…at the same time. And then, just when you think you’re “done,” a broken wrist and another surgery.
I believe God created a path for each of us and it’s up to us to find and follow it. Daily I pray that I will find mine and you will find yours.
Do you think God doesn’t listen to you? Maybe you’re not listening to God.
It isn’t really. I wasn’t born in Naples, but I grew up there, even though I was in my twenties, married and had a child when I arrived. Naples was where I grew into adulthood. It’s where my kids were born and raised and where I called home for thirty…
CLEO’S WEB Chapter One “Edgar Allen Poe. You come here. Ow! Dammit, Poe. Aunt Gertie will have my hide in a sling if something happens to you. Although, personally, I’ve always found you to be more trouble than you’re worth. Isn’t that right, kitty, kitty? Come on, now. Come here.…
Last spring at the coffee store where I’d been working for a couple of months, I noticed a regular customer named Justin. Tall, good-looking, polite. He always ordered the same thing, one of those sweet espresso beverages with whipped cream. One day my coworker Kristen said, “Do you know who…
