TERESA’S THOUGHTS: Writing is a series of steps. The first step is getting the idea from my brain onto my laptop. My brain can’t be too tired or distracted. Often my fingers are unable to type fast enough for the floodgate of words spilling out. It feels like my brain is vomiting. My only goalContinue reading “Steps”
What would I be bold enough to tell death if I invited him to join me for a chat over a cup of warm peppermint tea?
One day at the market after my shopping cart was full, my daughter and I made our way to the checkout counter. Our cashier wore a nametag with a name I felt was “not from around here.” In an attempt to be friendly I asked, “What is the origin of your name?” I caught aContinue reading “Microaggressions at the Market”
Annie was everything I didn’t want in a dog, yet everything I needed. But my story doesn’t start with Annie. It starts with Chocolate, a lab shepherd, who also happened to be the best dog ever. I found him from a flyer pinned to a bulletin board at the market with the word “Puppies!” in bold across the top. There wasContinue reading “Love, Loss and Puppy Dogs”