It’s back to school time.  As a Mom and a teacher, I have an F-3 tornado’s debris collection of thoughts swirling in my mind that create heartbreaking agony within me as the summer concludes… Source: There are Many Reasons I Call Them My Kids. #amwriting #startofyear20

A Human is a Human is a Human. Raise your souls with energetic and empathetic beats. Allow those compassionate eyes to seek harmony with others. Too often this modern world plays tug of war with our emotions, and too often we selfishly let go of the rope on our side with apathy. Make eye-contact with…

March 16, 2006- Surprisingly light speckles of snow fall outside my hospital room slightly frosted window as I lie with knees propped up and my tightly swaddled newborn draped on my legs, her head at my knees, her feet gently pressing my lower abdomen.  She entered the world about four hours earlier.  My husband’s body…

    I’ve always had faith.  Throughout the years, people excitedly share stories with me about how they’ve found God, or they can finally feel that God exists.  I’m happy for them; they may have felt their spiritual GPS lead them astray, but they took the next turn, and arrived at the destination.  Personally, I…