Several months ago I told you about Polkala, our pet turtle. Well, Pokey continues to be a demanding little booger. Just last week, I emptied everything (and I do mean EVERYTHING) out of his aquarium and gave it a thorough scrub down. I changed the filter, gave him clean water — the works, and do you know how he repaid this generosity? Well, it hit…
“I don’t know how you could write that. It must have caused you tremendous pain.” These words have been repeated to me time and again by people who have read Tears to Joy. My response? “Writing forced me to go to the dark places I didn’t want to go to and in the process I found healing.” One thing I’ve learned in the past few years…
“Hark the Herald, Angels Sing…” In high school, my friends and I would gather each year to celebrate Christmas. Before our annual Christmas progressive dinner and party, we’d go caroling. These Christmas memories are some of my favorites. There’s nothing quite like watching the surprise on a person’s face when they open the door to be greeted by a group of teenage girls dressed in holiday…
Christmas has always been one of my favorite times of year. It’s a time for love, a time for cheer (Ok, I won’t sing). Seriously, for me, Christmas is about celebrating the birth of Christ with family. As a little girl, my favorite part of Christmas was looking at all the lights. Every Christmas Eve, we would all pile into my grandmother’s car and drive…
In August, I told you about two women I met in Tanzania who lived in fear that their husbands’ outbursts and beatings would lead to their deaths. (Click here to read the original story). They were afraid for their children who cowered in terror as they watched their daddies beat their mommies. The ladies shared that their families told them this was their lot in…
This semester I am teaching a Dating and Marriage course to high school students. As part of the curriculum, we talk about what men need most from their spouses, and what women need most from their husbands. Can you guess what these are? According to research, men need to feel respected, and women need to feel loved. So, with that said, what do you do…