Question of the Week #127

When did you last cry in front of another person? by yourself? I did both just this week. And if you've been keeping up with recent posts, you probably already know that. By myself, it was while I was writing and later proofreading the post I wrote here... In front of someone else was when … Continue reading Question of the Week #127

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Taylor’s Grief, Part II

Stop! Before you go any further, you're going to want to go back and read the first part of Taylor's Grief. I promise, this post will make more sense if you do. Taylor awoke to the sight of sunlight streaming through the living room curtains. She could barely open her eyes. They hurt; dry and … Continue reading Taylor’s Grief, Part II

Why Do We Cry?

I spend a lot of time on the Facebook. Well, more than I used to. I don't consider it an unhealthy amount. But I also don't consider my caffeine intake an unhealthy amount, though I'm well aware of my severe addiction to the stuff. But I noticed a status update from a friend. Apparently she … Continue reading Why Do We Cry?

3 Reasons Why I’m a Horrible Person

Do you ever wonder if you're a horrible person? Well, I don't have to wonder. I know. About myself, I mean. I have no idea if you are horrible. That's between you and God. If you're nice or, at least, attempting to be nice, you're probably saying I can't be that bad. You've probably read … Continue reading 3 Reasons Why I’m a Horrible Person

Day Sixteen

A Song That Makes Me Cry I know a lot men who refuse to admit that they've ever cried. I'm not one of those men. Granted, I don't cry that often, but that's because I spend a great deal of my time and energy attempting to conceal most of my emotions. I blame that on … Continue reading Day Sixteen

Hitching a Ride with Dad

I believe I've mentioned before that I have some strange dreams on occasion. I can go weeks, even months, without remembering any of the dreams that hit me during the night. But then I can have several consecutive nights when I'll remember those dreams in vivid detail. Last night was one of those nights. I … Continue reading Hitching a Ride with Dad