by Lisa Chesser One-eyed aliens, giant butterflies, flying dragons, mermaids, superheroes, self-portraits and other masterpieces mask our aged refrigerator. Without that in my life, even my morning coffee wouldn’t make me happy. All parents believe their child is the next Picasso or Frida Kahlo, but we also recognize the need to connect with our child.Continue reading Refrigerator Art Changed My Life
Read it. Look through the pictures. But, mostly, share it. Al Jaffe, WWII hero who inspired movie role, dies in South Florida – Obituaries – MiamiHerald.com.
It was suddenly too quiet. The loud clank of my dryer, reminding me that there would be clothes to fold, had stopped. I only knew because I wasn’t even aware of that whir and clank anymore. It was like a friend who hummed and clicked a song throughout the day. So, when it stopped, itContinue reading A Daily Post Challenge: Carpe Diem and a Broken Dryer
Her notes struck the incessant thoughts from my brain. Each punch on the keys left me thinking only of the beauty the world had to offer, the drops of rain hitting the pool, the light touch of a butterfly. I know when I’ve lost our fights because my daughter looks away from me, sits, andContinue reading A Few Sounds Later
My Great Grandma stood, hands on hips, staring out the sliding-glass door as the rain pelted the concrete. “What we need is a hurricane,” she said, her gray, cropped, curly hair making her look wise and crazy, which is exactly what I thought when I first heard her words. But that wasn’t even the crazyContinue reading Hurricane Isaac Meet Hurricane Grandma
Akin’s ‘problem’ part of a GOP pattern – Leonard Pitts Jr. – MiamiHerald.com. Political parties always have strange agendas that don’t make sense to us, the voters. This particular comment, remark, announcement, opinion, call it what you want, severs the idea of debate and open dialogue. This isn’t just ignorance at its worst. This isContinue reading Akin’s ‘problem’ part of a GOP pattern – Leonard Pitts Jr. – MiamiHerald.com
Back to school bullies conjure up all sorts of images. I still remember my first beating, girl-style. I still cringe when near a school cafeteria–that loud clatter of trays, sharp voices stinging my ears, and the mean girls. The Art of Punching with Words You remember don’t you? She walks up to you in theContinue reading Back to School, Back to Bullies