Tag: stories
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A Dark And Cloudy Night
There are many places where I’m not afraid to walk alone at night. Around our neighborhood in Florida, the streets are often quiet, the problems seem few and far between, and even the city noises aren’t blaring and obvious. We’re far enough from the ambient light of Orlando that we often have the chance to…
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Do I Know What I Can Do?
As we get older, the question of “What do you want to be when you grow up?” is tough.There comes a point when you’ve been there and may or may not have something to show for it. When I was younger, the first career I picked when I had to report on it in second…
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The Stories We Tell
Having raised six children, one boy, and five girls, I became adept at deep emotions and excessive drama. It’s a whole new world with eleven of the fifteen grands being boys. Trains, earth moving equipment, anything that can be thrown, dinosaurs–I’ve learned much about the passions of the younger male gender. Their energy level surpasses…
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Father Knows Best–Doesn’t He?
With Father’s Day just passed, I’ve thought a lot about my Dad. He died eighteen years ago, and I’m still saddened by the reminders of him that I encounter on a daily basis. Small winks of wit and wisdom that allow me to remember the man I deeply loved and respected. Dad was a man…
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Didn’t See That Under There
My brain was sleep-fogged. I was awakened by voices in my bedroom. 2 a.m. A text message kept repeating: “Roomba is stuck near a cliff.” It made no sense. A woman’s voice, coming from my phone, explained the Roomba needed help. I heard John yelling, “Go away. Go back home. Get out of here.” I…
Tip of My Iceberg 