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A Killer Stops the Heart of a Nation Bleeding Inside Itself

Walk in someone else’s shoes and you might see things very differently. We play a lot. We play with thoughts, ideas, ideals. Do we really think? Or, is thinking the problem? The last time I really thought about something, it felt like my mind was running ahead of my body. I had to stop it.Continue reading “A Killer Stops the Heart of a Nation Bleeding Inside Itself”

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Wild Women and Mad Men: Bite the Change

Since Saturday, I’ve been upset and I didn’t want to write about it because I knew it would’ve been unfocused. I also don’t want this to be a place for readers to have to endure endless rants. So, I’ve been reading fellow writers’ posts while attempting to sedate the anger I still feel. But, asContinue reading “Wild Women and Mad Men: Bite the Change”

Obama and the Mole

An obsession always begins with something small. His was very small and he was really, or at least it seemed so at the time, the only one who noticed it. “There, right there, don’t you see it?” he would point and yell whenever he saw the man whom I revered. I would look at it,Continue reading “Obama and the Mole”

Getting Real

A fellow blogger nominated me for the Beautiful Blogger award recently, but I don’t feel beautiful at all. I did realize that there was another nomination I needed to accept before this one:  the Reality Blog award. I’ve been searching for the all-elusive time to do this. However, blogging here has been relegated to the bottomContinue reading “Getting Real”

Then I See Red

Purple seems a state of grace. Cloaked in it, the world around you bleeds with creativity and honor. A smile isn’t just a smile, it’s a perspective. I see myself as someone I am. A struggle becomes a path, an enemy, a friend. Then I see red. Nothing in between. Just red. My goal has alwaysContinue reading “Then I See Red”

Pain and Laughter Unite Us

Pain and laughter often go together. Almost simultaneously after a terrible argument, people laugh. If they don’t, they either continue with more pain or separate from each other, sometimes for good. I had a friend who, when confronted with difficult situations, laughed hysterically. I always hated it because she did it too much. She neverContinue reading “Pain and Laughter Unite Us”

International Day of the Girl

Today my daughter spoke to a group of middle schoolers about bullying. She had originally created an anti-bullying campaign for the elementary students at her school. When the principal of the middle school saw the posters and asked her to speak to the middle schoolers, this ten-year-old girl spoke passionately about standing up for yourself andContinue reading “International Day of the Girl”