Destiny Designer

Destiny Designer

 She called me this morning, thrilled to the core. For years now, most of her calls have been upbeat, but this one was over the top. This one faded other conversations into oblivion. Over the years we have conversed about her:         dating debacles         teaching...
Surrendering to a Stranger

Surrendering to a Stranger

“Oh, my poor sweetie,” my husband uses his thumb and forefinger to rub my earlobe in a teasing, somewhat patronizing fashion. “You didn’t know what you were getting into when you married me, did you?” His blue eyes twinkle as though hidden in their recesses are the...