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
'Why don't you take care of the grass,' the hunter said and for the first time in their long life together she understood. He had been raised and taught to hunt for food and provide for his family. Their home and everything in, and around it, was her territory -no matter what. In the evening… Continue reading The Hunter and his Wife
Just a few feet away there is life. I can hear people talk, there is laughter. One small step is all it takes -but I am afraid. How will they treat me? Will they be kind and understanding or cruel perhaps even turn away from me? Being different is tough, always has been. Times have… Continue reading Into the Spotlight
I looked at my toes and noticed it was time to get a pedicure. I am not the only woman who gets a pedicure, but I am often the only one who needs it because she cannot do it herself. I am too big, my belly is in the way and my arms are not long… Continue reading Obesity -When Toenail Painting Becomes a Circus Act
Perhaps it's the same with us. We are puppets on a string, reacting and acting the way we are supposed to. Functioning day in, day out. We play a role in the theater of life and we never dispute our part. Cutting the strings will set us free, yet we fear the freedom it will bring.… Continue reading Bad Puppet!