Tag: Peace

Mourning my father, the alcoholic stranger

Mourning my father, the alcoholic stranger
I’ve started a list of things I know about my father: creative, construction worker, DJ, acted in local theater before I was born. My father had blue eyes which in some pictures appear to be the same shade as mine and in other pictures appear to be much lighter. He was tall, somewhere between 6’... Read more »

I'm ready to get mad!

Yesterday’s headlines have been a good reality check/smack in the face for me. 14 Decapitated bodies found in Mexico ResortBloodbath:  Portuguese Journalist SlainNation Shocked: Congresswoman Shot in Tucson I am humbled and completely grateful for my content and abundant life.  A few days ago, I thought all day about my torn jeans.  I dropped my... Read more »