Melisa Peterson Lewis
I have never been so confused, yet so sure of a conversation in all of my life. I replayed our dialogue over and over again, only to come back to the same sinking feeling that he was giving me an out. That coward! If he wasn’t feeling secure enough to go through with this, then... Continue Reading →
I feel like Stretch Armstrong every second of every day. His face says: I am super tough; I can handle anything. Go ahead, pull me in different directions. My arms will hold back any charging front and my legs allow me flexibility to be in more than one place at a time. Hit me with... Continue Reading →
It’s a simple procedure that hundreds if not thousands of young ones go through. The doctor assured me that PE Tubes and adenoid removal was a procedure he has done thousands of times. Maybe this should reassure me, but it doesn’t. I know it is a small outpatient procedure, often with little complications. I know... Continue Reading →
Life and gardening are metaphoric to each other. In both life and gardening we make plans, rearrange plans, think about what has happened in the past, and try to prepare for the unknown and possible loss; we put our blood, sweat, and tears into creating something to be proud of. Defending it from intruders that... Continue Reading →
I’m trying to get ahead, when in actuality I’m running full force just trying to keep up. The list of “to do” items runs long, like around the planet more than once kind of long. My birthday is one week away, it’s not a milestone birthday and but I do have some fun plans. I... Continue Reading →
