Translation

I was just thinking about how I’m not a hugger. I don’t hate hugs, but I also don’t “get” them. It means much more to me for someone to make eye contact, smile, and ask me what I think about the message of The Wizard of Oz and if the book or the movie was … More Translation

He Knows My Name

I’m the third born (out of eight) in my family, but I’m a quintessential middle child. 😉 I like to tell people that the first time I introduced myself to a stranger was when I was fifteen. It could have happened before that, but this time was the first successful and not extremely mentally painful … More He Knows My Name

Hardwired for Hope

I skimmed the second book in a series the other day. The story was a fascinating concept and well-plotted with a rich cast of characters despite the negative content. Good enough to skim. Skip a few pages here and there. But when I closed the book, I discovered one more fatal flaw. There was no hope. … More Hardwired for Hope

Remember

I think one of my biggest problems is forgetfulness. I forget to put something away, do a chore, or say hello. Not that forgetfulness is unusual or that I’m especially prone to it. Forgetfulness causes big problems for me, especially when I forget something important. I was looking at my old blog the other day. … More Remember