So how does a girl who'd lived in small towns in five different states meet a boy who'd lived his whole life in El Salvador? College, of course. When I met my husband in the fall of 1993, I didn't even know where El Salvador was. I also didn't know where Spadra Creek was, so I had to find… Continue reading My Partner
It's this time of year that I am often glad I no longer live in Arkansas because of the volatile weather spring often brings. The problem with that, however, is my family and many friends still live there. And so when I start seeing reports of this or that online I am again the jumpy… Continue reading Help for Arkansas Tornado Victims
I need to start by saying I've never really been to a high school reunion. At the five year mark we had a gathering, but I'm not sure it was a "high school reunion" though I do understand the act of old classmates reuniting may have made it so. So count that if you want… Continue reading My High School Reunion.
I feel that I am established enough of a person and secure enough in my maturity to really be out in the open about something here. I felt like today was the right time to talk about it because later this week I am going to be staring this issue square in the face. I… Continue reading The “Kids” We Don’t Talk About.
Way back when I was sick and hairless (side note: "Sick & Hairless" is a great underground punk rock band name), I was invited to participate in an event with the "Look Good... Feel Better" program. A few other cancer-patients-in-treatment and I were given make up tips, free make up, and offered free wig styling.… Continue reading Style Points: Look Good, Feel Better.