A story about a great Love. The kind of Love that you might have felt before you were ever hurt. The innocence and blossoming of…
The Perception of Fear: And the Agony of Reality
My father passed away in 2005. He was not a good man and had abandoned and/or threatened his entire family. We hadn’t spoken in more…
The Swiss Cheese of Self Esteem
I’ve always dealt with self-esteem issues. I was born to very damaged parents who were dealing with their own pain, and couldn’t give me something…
You don’t understand why we marched?: THIS is why…
I’ve seen so many people trying to understand why we marched, so I’ve decided to try to explain. First and foremost, “dissent is the highest…
8 Years Ago I Cried Because I was so Proud and Full of Hope: Today I Cry Because of What Our Country has Become.
8 years ago, you cried because you feared that sick people getting treatment was one step closer to Nazi Germany. Today, I cry because…
Love is a Force of Strength, not a Sedentary Thought of Weakness
I hear all of this chatter about “tree huggers” and “mamby pamby love crap” with people claiming that walking in love is for sissies, hippies,…
Confessions of a Strong Woman
People think that I’m strong, I’m not. I’ve just learned to hide it better than most. People claim that I am an inspiration, when in…
At Least I’m Russian…: But What Will You Do?
My grandparents came to the US from the USSR in 1914. They were children at the time, sent to America in a semi-arranged marriage. Their…
