We put up the decorations on the outside, we snap a picture for Facebook or Instagram, we dry our tears and ‘make-up’ our faces, while too often hiding pain and turmoil that we have no clue how to deal with.
One of the first projects Keith and I tackled after buying our old house thirty-four years ago was to tear out the 1960’s screened-in back porch. We replaced it with a large open porch but left the old aluminum storm door by the door which opened into our dining room. Over the years, our dogs… Continue reading Open Doors
A night in the wild
Do something every day that scares you. When I retired two years ago, I found this saying on a magnet and put it on my refrigerator so that I would remember that it was time to push myself and try new things. I’ve decided that a scary thing every day may be too much, but… Continue reading A night in the wild
Beige is the color of fear
Beige is the color of fear. I first heard this phrase at our Calhoun Area Writers’ meeting almost two years ago. I was new and nervous, stepping out on a quivering branch to follow a life-long dream of being a writer. Paul Moses, a talented writer and head of graphic design for Royal Thai Carpets,… Continue reading Beige is the color of fear