He Cried with Me
My heart was heavy. How would we make it without our brother? Martha stood before me, “The Master is calling…
My heart was heavy. How would we make it without our brother? Martha stood before me, “The Master is calling…
It used to be easier to see Christmas. We might see Santa in a store or two, but that’s not…
(Five minute Friday. Linking with Lisa Jo Baker. Prompt: Worship) God, it’s me, your daughter. And I have a confession to…
I’ve spent a lot of my life in the in-between. I should have a Master’s degree in waiting. My sister…
Time for Five minute Friday, linking with Lisa Jo Baker. Write for five minutes. Post without editing. Prompt: Belong We…
This post is my entry in the "Writing Contest: You Are A Writer" held by Positive Writer. We were so excited.…
They had to be wrong. People were always telling me how unsafe it was in Chicago. Here I was, my…
It wasn't about the lettuce. It started out like any other day. I worked in a small National Tea Grocery…
Time for Five minute Friday, linking with Lisa Jo Baker. Write for five minutes. Post without editing. Word: rhythm I…
It was September 1982 when my sister, Peggy Gollias Dianovsky disappeared never to be seen again. She was the…