DOORS AND CORNERS

A cousin of mine asked me around the beginning of December to contemplate and write about my older brother and what he might be like today.  Scott died of leukemia in early 2001, and in the 16 years since I’ve thought about him every day.  He was only 35. Scott never saw a smart phone,…

STORIES TO THE STORYTELLER

Usually people will say to the daughter she will turn into her mother, and for the son, the father. I do find this to be true in many cases. My little brother is not only the spitting image of my dad, I really think he’s a clone.   Instead of turning into my mother, though…

The Individualistic Doer

The Individualistic Doer Just goes to show just how much a person can “change,” or crack off enough of what was holding her back to let what was always there shine through. 

WHAT THEY REALLY TOOK

Friday, the day before my vacation, I came home, excited and ready to finish packing. I couldn’t wait to get into the car Saturday morning to start the drive to Indiana. I got home and my door was cracked open. I pushed it fully open, thinking the maintenance guys had come to deliver my new…