Melisa Peterson Lewis
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 →
Tom’s story: Tom’s palms are damp and hot. He tries rubbing his hands on his scratchy slacks in effort to dry them off, though each stroke does little. Being unemployed now for four months, he was losing hope that anyone would answer his resume; this was his first interview. Desperation set in about two months... Continue Reading →
A glimmer of Spring. Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD; how appropriate) suffers can rejoice when Spring starts to poke through the haze of winter. Up to twenty percent of us have a mild case of SAD and it is more common in woman than men. With winter chilling us to the bone and sucking the moisture... Continue Reading →
Friendship ain’t just claspin' hands and saying howdy-doo. Friendship grips a fellers heart and warms him through and through. – unknown Hung on the wall of my childhood bathroom was this little frame and a picture of me and my sisters. We were all under the age of six, wearing nothing more than homemade shorts... Continue Reading →
Things in life have a tendency to pile up and then come raining down on us at unforgiving times. We move through the sludge quickly/slowly/gracefully/ugly. It’s still the journey, no matter how long it takes us to get there and whatever missteps we take along the way. We pick up the lessons needed along the... Continue Reading →
