My Sister…My Promise

My sister had been battling cancer for many years and felt she wasn’t going to win this fight. It was everywhere now, even in her bone marrow. We sat against the bathtub next to the toilet, at Mom & Dad’s house, embraced in each other’s arms. She couldn’t keep food down and had a hard…

Slow Dancing At A Funeral

Most all those that know me are already aware how much I adore art. I have since childhood and still continue expressing myself through the creative processes before me to this very day. My father was the greatest artist I’ve ever known. Yes, he could paint, draw, design, and create things that would blow your…

Shaping The Innocence

Back in the day, growing up was a much simpler time, although I didn’t realize it at the time. Watching today’s teens and young adults shaping their lives is sometimes heart-wrenching, sometimes wonderful, depending on those you’re looking at. Some are given the tools needed to survive and some are left to find their own…