I swore I would turn off my phone and deactivate my Facebook account at midnight.  Mother's Day.  This day has never been up there w...

I'm sure at some point I'm going to offend someone with my writing here.  This blog could be it. {Meh. It's my blog anyway.} M...

So the imperfection about reading my blog is that I don't blog consistently, but you can bet it will always be from my heart and as genu...

I use to wonder where people went after something (usually "bad") happened in their lives. I remember corresponding and connecting...

Dear People Who Are "Different,"  My life is full of the same lesson over and over again. In the beginning there was a sense of ...

I've been taking a break from almost all things these days that do not increase my faith or give me joy. I've been trusting the proc...

Manifesto comes from the latin word "manifestus" which means obvious or to make public.  I've been on quite a journey the l...