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It's Not Just A Pregnancy(Post)
It’s called the Miracle of Life for a reason. The journey through pregnancy and child birth is astounding when you think of how scientific the body actually works. Cells multiply and divide at tremen ...
Through the Eyes of a Young Boy(Post)Such a rare indulgence of burgers and fries enjoyed with our ten- and twelve-year-old nephews, followed by a brisk walk. My husband and I love hanging with them, allowing us old folks to once again b ...
When Your Pet is Gone(Post)There used to be a dog food commercial on television that always brought tears to my eyes. It showed a young girl running up a flight of stairs and calling for a friend. The friend, a red haired Ir ...
Til Death Do Us Part: I’ll Put on My Clothes (Post)Geralyn Stephens-Gunn, EdDIt’s my birthday! It is a beautiful July summer day and I am so excited to see what the day holds. I arise. I fed and let the dogs out. Once they are situated, I begin my ...
Last Love Letters(Post)For two months, my sister Margaret has been in the hospital, in hospice and now a nursing home.I fly to Cincinnati to visit her August, 2016, and to give my 90 year old brother, Chuck, and his daught ...
PAINFUL POWER(Post)Painful Power-Kristen Ladetto“There are two types of pain, one that hurts you and the other that changes you.” –AnonymousRecognizing that my pain is my power is a long, never ending, tedious, and gru ...
A Wedding, a Death and a Year of Living Alone(Post)As I slowly faded away on the couch with the T.V. blurring to white noise and Aurora’s, our 13-year-old Maltese, furry back arched against my leg, Sue whispered softly into my ear, “Why don’t you go ...
GRIEVING IS HARD! PLEASE DON'T MAKE IT HARDER FOR ME!(Post)On January 17, 2016 at 1:30 AM I watched my father enter the gates of heaven after a 7 year battle with Stage 4 base of the tongue cancer. While his death was “beautiful” his battle was horrific. My ...
Life and Death of an Egalitarian Relationship(Post)By Marilyn LanzaLoss of an egalitarian relationship is how I thought of my husband’s death. Ron and I had a real and consuming relationship based on equality. I was always spontaneous and shared wit ...
THE POWER OF THE BUTTERFLY(Post)Since 1958, I have been writing stories that I have encountered and impacted my life. This, however, is the very last one that I shall write for no other story could even compare. It is not only th ...
Pacing(Post)I woke up and rolled to the right side of my bed. My skin brushed over the rumples of my fitted bed sheet. I pulled a corner from the edge of the mattress sometime during the night. While digging thr ...
A Fragile Life–A Memoir(Post)It was just a whisper, a brush against my ear. “Elisheva.” He was calling my name. It was like that, on and off, since that dreadful day. Perhaps he had experienced the same calling from the grave, b ...
A Class Act(Post)© Iris Waichler A cloud of cigarette smoke stood stationary as my mother held court at our kitchen table. It hung in the air surrounding the overhead hanging light. The smoke cloud was ev ...
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