30 minutes swimming in the deep end and a jump from the 3-meter diving board, that's all she had to do. Iris looked down on her bathing suit and touched the little white patch with her wet fingers. This one, THE FREISCHWIMMER (Free Swimmer,) had been easy, only 15 minutes of swimming and a small jump. But… Continue reading What it takes to be a big girl
"If you think it can't get worse," Petula sighed with a heavy heart. "Com' on, it's not that bad. Somehow we'll always make it work," Clark tried to cheer her up. "I don't want to be here," Petula sounded like a spoiled child. "I want to be in the next picture." "It's not up to… Continue reading Lesson Learned
How do you forgive yourself when you have destroyed your own life? When you have self-sabotaged and talked yourself out of every healthy choice you're presented with? When you engage in a pattern of self-destructive behavior that only feeds on itself and drags you down into a black hole? At times, I feel like my… Continue reading Forgiveness for the Fat Lady!
For those of you who are obese, who never know just when to cease obsessive and incessant stuffing, who walk upstairs with lots of huffing, you may be wondering just why the doctors and the books all lie. You've tried the Atkins and the Eades, have eaten rabbit food and weeds. Have starved yourself… Continue reading Obesity Explained or Not!
The Jewish Sabbath is important to Stan, he spends all day at the temple. Fully armed, he stays in the back and watches out for the congregation. He had been hesitant at first. Had sworn he would never set foot in a church, ever since she left him at the altar, but things are different… Continue reading Give and Take
I am right here beside you, waiting to be seen and heard wishing back the times when no screen took you away. These days I am in competition with technology and so often I lose and I stand on the sideline. Watching you staring at a screen lost is a virtual world forgetting reality. I am… Continue reading When I was Enough
'Write an essay until the end of the day,' she had said with a smile and gave me the ugliest picture I had ever seen. My future depends on this story, lays in the hands of a teacher, who will either show mercy or let me fail. How can I dream if there is emptiness? How… Continue reading The Ugly Picture