This Blog was done in answer to Writer's Wednesday- "Penny for Your Thoughts"

Warning-Graphic Thoughts Below!

At five a family relative took my life away from me and no one cared. I remember being held on his knee and…

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John George Dryden 42, from Toronto is searching for DNA to confirm the identity of his father. Normally this would be a questionable feat but in this particular case it is even more difficult. Dryden believes his mother Mary Lou had an affair in the late 60’s with the former Prime Minister of…

So what is it that brings celebrities across the Atlantic to voice their concerns in regards to the harvesting of seal pups, but prevents them from voicing their concerns to protest the plight of child exploitation in the mines and the Coca plantations of Africa.



I don’t know? But I’d hate to think that those poor little seal pups have a greater value to our society than African slave children.…

At first glance yesterday morning I saw wild accusations about Justin Bieber march across the internet and since it was in The Star I had my doubts. By afternoon it was on all the major news providers and then the…

Seven days after my birth I was placed in a quilt my grandmother had made and brought immediately to her home. My mother suddenly had no idea who anyone was including her brand new daughter. Doctors hospitalized her, blamed it on postpartum depression and said it would be over in a few…

I began my morning, finding this video on the Tube. It pulled at my heart, I am telling you.

-Ric

(from the…

I completed today’s blog last night and let Steve take a look at it.  I asked him if he liked it and he said it was okay. But it was the tone of the word "okay" I didn’t like.

He said he did not understand all the cat pictures and did not care for Arnold and called him a pussy. I looked at him and laughed and said,

“Exactly!”

I sat there and deleted most of my cat pictures except three and…

Courtney's college dorm 

My children tore my heart out when my they left for college last fall. I would walk by their empty bedrooms and sigh. The pit in my stomach took up permanent residence. I cleaned my house and organized. My husband and I took a few trips. I kept up with the books I wanted to read, started writing, played tennis, skied, and worked out. Still as the days grew shorter, time…

This little gem was passed on to me by one of the “Your Second Fifty” writers. I have read this before in a slightly altered version – BUT – we can never have enough hope for humanity!

Enjoy!

The Price of a Miracle

A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.

She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect.…

Why would we ever want to grow up when life can be so beautiful and pure through the eyes of a child.

1. She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter, as she’d done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, “But Grandma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!” I will probably never put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing the toilet paper…