Welcome Home, Hero. Rest in Peace.

This was not the first military funeral I had attended.  It was the first time I'd been to any funeral that took place 76 years after the deceased had died.  This young man, a kid the same age as my third of five children, has finally made it home to be put to rest with…

THIS IS ONLY A TEST!

Like most of the "popular vote," our family mourned the election results on November 9, 2016. My 11 year old niece was in tears, asking my sister, "But how could HE be elected? He's mean. How could America elect a bully to be our next President?" Indeed. She wasn't the only kid to react this…

Judging Books by Covers

The following was written by my friend, Joli Crow. (It's shared with her permission.) And it speaks volumes as to the body-shaming and judging and the ridiculous lack of manners that seems to be rampant any more. I read this this morning on her Facebook status and the more I read, the more my heart…

Don’t Touch Me (Breaking Silence)

I have a good friend in Canada who is seemingly my younger twin. She's also got 5 kids and loves to write...although, Nuala Reilly is published and I'm still aspiring to be. We both blog and we are both passionate about fighting back against this "rape culture" for the betterment of our daughters and sons. I've…

Now That I Can Breathe Without Tears

This was my post on Facebook the day following the tragic and brutal assassination of five police officers just 20 miles east of me in Dallas. I thought I would share it here and then expand: "I spent the better part of last night with my ear glued to the radio. I feel like a…

Triggers

I have seen the Stanford yearbook photo of the convicted rapist whose father feels he is being punished too severely for "20 minutes of action" with an unconscious, young woman behind a dumpster. My stomach turns and I fight the nausea that comes in waves along with the memories of fear and disbelief and shock…