I Lost My Religion and Wound Up Finding God
God is bigger than religions and labels and the human mind’s comprehension.
Encouragement
Jury Doody
I’m in the middle of something here. I’ve had a total and complete commode moment happen, and I can’t yet tell you how it’s a good thing, because I’m still in the middle of it – in the waiting period. I’ve never written an installment during this stage of the turnaround, until now.
Death Is A Big Ole Commode
Death is fascinating to me. I don’t mean the act of dying physically. I mean what happens the moment the heart stops beating, when soul leaves body. It’s fascinating that one second a person occupies their body, and the next? What’s left is just that. A body.
Oh Hey Mom Guilt.
It’s back to school time. Parents far and wide are sending their children to all-day programs, many for the first time. Including me.
The $7,000 Shower
I just about got duped. Big time. Played. Played for a fool! Raked right on over the money coals. But honey? Let me tell you what. Nope. No sir. Not having it. Not me. I’m not your girl.