It Might Have Been
“Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, “It might have been.” John Greenleaf Whittier I remember reading this quote years ago. I tried to take…
Words From Our Sisters
Going through high school and college at the end of the 1960’s and the first half of the 1970’s, I had been told over and over how highly ranked my…
They show us who we are, who we could be
I am a lover of biographies, memoirs, and autobiographies. I like to get to know interesting people in depth, see how they tick, learn what led them to the achievements…
A Need For Boundaries
There was a time when I had some people in my life who seemed intent on making me feel less than. In particular, they questioned my intelligence. A couple merely…
“Hello, Dottie”
What makes reading such a wonderful experience? What makes people want to pick up a book or a Kindle and spend hours of their time turning pages and absorbing the…
Nobody Wins and I Don’t Want to Play Anymore
I had an interesting question posed to me last week. I’ve been pondering it and agonizing over it for days. Frankly, it has put me into a real funk and…
A Voice for the Voiceless
Today I am starting what I hope will be a series of posts introducing you to one writer at a time. That’s not to say that I won’t go back…
If You Aren’t Learning…
IF YOU AREN’T LEARNING AND GROWING, YOU’RE DEAD. Right now. Today. In this very minute it is important that we are all willing to learn and to grow. It is…
