Like many aspiring writers, I have a blog. I wasn’t contributing to it regularly for several months until recently when I was inspired by the idea of freedom. I started thinking how a blog is the perfect place to explore things. It’s like a journal of your thoughts that you open up and say, “Here. Have a look.” I’ve said before it’s like taking your shirt off in front of the class. It’s not natural. Bloggers are all closet exhibitionists.

Some people do it because they’ve caught the fame… Read More

Loving my daughters has healed my spirit.

My mother died when I was 11 years old and my father was emotionally distant. I never heard him say he loved me. When he remarried I emotionally ‘left home’ and was an orphaned teenager for many years. I have no idea what it means to hear the affirmation from a father who is also a friend. It was the stiff upper lip environment of - boys don’t cry, keep dirty laundry to yourself, and ‘too much praise will make you… Read More