Keeping it Real Storytelling
I have to share upfront that I am unabashedly piggybacking off of Vicki Atkinson’s post about the power of song and its cathartic abilities to bring us to tears in certain moments; particularly while in the car. Click here for her post. Her post got…

Mom used to clean her paintbrushes with the heavy-duty solvent turpentine. The truth, however, was that she wasn’t painting much anymore in her small art…

The idea of experiencing a transitory, rare occurrence fascinates me, and I know I’m not alone. When our calendars inched closer to the new millennium,…

Back in the mid-1990’s, I remember shopping one day in a Best Buy. There were rows of boxes lined all the way down the aisle;…

It’s been over a week now, and I am still singing that song. I both want to and don’t want to, if that’s possible. I…