I went to the #fmfparty last night, but I was one-hundred percent wallflower. I.never.said.a.word. I was tired and lethargic. I waved from a distance but no one even noticed. Big wink inserted here. One thing about an online, Twitter party – you are totally invisible unless you type ‘hi’ and hit “tweet.” I didn’t wait… [Read More]
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the origin of my hope
It was a busy Thanksgiving morning, my mother-in-law, my husband and I were in the kitchen doing holiday things when the phone rang. For as long as I live I will remember that call. My dear friend’s son had been heinously murdered in West Palm Beach, FL. I ran to the building adjacent to our… [Read More]