The Language of the Heart
Dedicated to a generation of moms whose babies know the letter \’ i \’ before they understand the alphabet.
Short Stories
And the Oscar Goes To…
In the split second that Vinnie had, before she announced the winner she couldn’t help but notice the skin tone of the audience in the room.
The Martyr
Of the multitude of roles that a woman plays in her lifetime, why is martyr the one she most often wears on her sleeve?
Blizzard of Change
She looked around at her family. Oh…how she loved them! At least they were safe at home with each other and not outside in the big, bad world.