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So I have this habit, I like to overdress. Yes, I admit it- a friend likes to say I overdress for every occasion. Think sequins and pearls at a fast food joint (hence the fact one of my foster brothers called me Shiny). Anyway, it’s just one of those things that make me, me. Like almost always carrying a camera and loving to go barefoot but owning a bunch of
So picture this… A woman is walking down a street late at night, puddles mar the pavement from a recent rain. Everything in her gut tells her shouldn’t be on this street- not by herself and especially not at night. A figure steps up behind her and a hand wraps around her mouth- she freezes as a knife touches her throat, the umbrella she is holding falls to the ground, “The
This is a war. And now that you have pulled back the shroud, a little, and peeked beyond at the battle raging beyond, you have two choices. Let the curtain fall, turn and cover your eyes pretend that nothing happened. That nothing was on the other side of that curtain. Or, grab that curtain, pull it free and go…to… War. “Let someone else do it. Let someone else give
We’re all struggling, all fighting the same battles, facing the same ugly lies. We’re all in the same boat. We think we are the only ones facing it- but we’re not. Yes, the attacks against you are personalized, wrapped up with a bow especially for you, but the attack is nothing new. Its been happening since the beginning of time- back in a mist shrouded garden. No new battle plan
My three favorite holidays are Christmas, Easter and Independence Day. This week- beginning with Palm Sunday, the day Jesus was welcomed with palm branches and ending with Good Friday. A day of death. Of atonement. Of one innocent man dying a horrible and painful death so that all may live. Not because we asked Him too, but because He loved us. In all of our broken, ugly, dirtiness. He loved
