A Grand Day Out by Lori Smith
A few years ago I made some new friends through a small web community. We chatted for hours about everything and nothing, becoming so close that I thought the reality could never be as good. When I finally...
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Little Things by Jori Butler
It’s the little things in life that continue to amaze me. One of those little things is my almost four-year-old stepdaughter. Her grasp on this world and her relationship with everything in it are...
The house is small but the heart is big by Henry Krauzyk
At first they are three unassuming Portuguese women in their 70′s. Dressed alike in black as is the tradition of the older widows both in the Azores and New England, Together in their uniformity...
Childhood Wonders by Kari Utzerath
The trembling awe in my sons’ voice as he asked me “Mom, is this the ocean?” made tears come to my eyes as the hot, July sun beat down upon us as making our little family of three seem so insulated...
The age of power by Vern Glass
At a very early age I became interested in power as in electricity………Our neighbor worked for the telephone company and every year the batteries had to be replaced in all the telephones.I...
Peekaboo – I’m always with you! by Ren
My little “f–ked up cat” is my very best friend at times.
There’s nothing like it.
When you came home after a pathetically awful day and the only thing you want to do is scream...
Before the Alzheimers by Barbara Higgens
This is my Dad and I in 1983 in Armstrong Woods in Northern California. We loved to walk in the redwood trees and whenever company visited we’d always take them to the nearby redwood forest to show...
A glimpse of heaven by Jessa
I dream in color. Water color to be precise. Everything is slightly blurred and a little fuzzy but the meaning is crystal clear. It’s almost like not realizing you are falling until you have fallen.
Last...
After the thrill is gone
The Fourth of July in the United States is always a busy day. For most people, it’s a day filled with barbeques and sunscreen, lawn chairs and parades, maybe a trip to the beach or playing in the...
A wealth exists within these walls by Sue
Words don’t go far enough to describe what I need to say.
Pictures do even less.
So just how am I going to describe what goes on in my heart when I sit at my computer, and most importantly, my email...