As Jolena shoves her tattered suitcase into her truck, she still can’t believe she is going back home. Jolena is…
The Waiting Room
From the moment we are born we begin to die. As we grow and mature we begin to choose how…
All the things I didn’t say
Recently I undertook the task of caring for my mother in law after she chose Hospice. She fought Cancer for…
You only hear what you want to hear!
How many times has someone had to repeat themselves during a conversation with you? Were your parents convinced that you…
Imagining I belong
Although I am part Caucasian, I do consider myself a Transracial Adoptee. I don’t think we hear enough about transracial…
The Disorder of my Hoard
A hoard is a supply or accumulation of items that is hidden or carefully guarded for preservation, future use. An…
Pembrook Pines
Leyla Wolf has lived in the same cozy wood covered house all her life. The roof is slanted to…
The Lonely Little Indian
Once there was a nameless maiden, rumored unreal, so they called her Casper. Casper because she was like a ghost…
Behind Closed Doors
My Memoir: Behind Closed Doors is the fascinating story of one woman’s struggle to find a place in the world…
A day in the life of the person sitting next to you
When you glance at the person sitting next to you do you ever wonder what their hopes and dreams might…
