The Welcome Meter

Now consider that every city has a way of greeting you, of welcoming you into its presence. No matter how often you have visited before; now you arrive branded as visitor, guest, outsider.

Dog Bite

Her daughter stood between the sofa and the round wood cable used as a coffee table. It only took seconds, but as she stepped toward the dog, he lunged at her, biting her above the nose, right between the eyes.

Where she fell in love…

She walked the three blocks of tree lined streets leading to her favorite place in the whole entire world, the place where she had discovered her love of reading. She was so happy, thinking about how she would bring home a new book today. The summer reading program...

The Lone Lovebird

She was swimming laps alone in her backyard pool.  The Arizona sun was its usual self against a clear blue sky, which if it were a crayon would be cerulean blue.  She was trying to shake off the events of the last few weeks; the call from her daughter, the...

Missing Family Member

A member of their family was missing for twelve years.  There was no way to search for it or to describe what it meant to someone else.  It suddenly was no longer part of the family. The kids didn’t miss it as much as their mother.   She never knew a time when it...

Motherblogger!

  She began a blog. Her children’s reactions to her blog stumped her. Aren’t these the same people who don’t like to talk on the phone and only communicate via texting? Why shouldn’t she enjoy the same privilege in choosing how to dialog with the world? Each of...

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