“There is a garden above right and wrong. I will meet you there.” Rumi Rumi is an Indian poet. He’s one of my favorites. I like the idea that there is a garden two people can share despite whatever differences are coming between them. Unfortunately, that happens in life sometimes. But you know that….
I want you to know, I do understand. In fact, I understand very much why I haven’t heard from you. My boyfriend and I broke up last September. He’s not a bad fella, but he simply does not know what he wants. Now, he misses me and wants me back – again – but I’m…
Hiya girlies! I’m hanging out at a Southern Seafood restaurant havin’ a bit of lunch before I go back home to keep working on my lines. My lines for Act l are pretty solid, but I gotta get my Act ll lines down by Thursday night. In the meantime, we had fun at the housewarming…
Tonight, I’m going to the housewarming of a friend. He is the assistant director for our play. I don’t know if we’ll do any dancing. I hope so. I love a good conga line. I know we’ll do some drinking. Grandma lives close by and I’ll drink lots of water, I promise. In the meantime,…
Since I gave you five posts in one day, I’m going to back off a bit for the next few days. You both are probably busy celebrating Purity’s big day, anyway. I hope you liked the story. It’s a bit more grown up than my previous stories, but I think it’s better to acknowledge your…
Several years went by, but the girls stayed with their oldest sister. The girls missed modern things like cell phones and air conditioning. But they were glad to get to spend so much time with their big sister, Prudence. As Prudence had always told them, she was not the easiest person to live with. She…
Several weeks later, the Congress received the reply they had been waiting for from King George III. The men were rather somber as they listened to the words of a king that many thought to be a tyrant… “I don’t understand,” said Purity. “What’s happening?” “The king is basically saying that the Colonist’s way of…
After cleaning the town hall most of the morning, the girls took their lunch in the passageway closest to where the Congress was meeting. It did not seem to matter where they were, inside or out, it was sweltering hot! There was no ice in the 1770’s, so the girls drank warm water, and ate…
Purity had a splitting headache. She had taken some medicine awhile ago, but the pain persisted. She fell onto her bed with a slight “UGH!” and tried to bury her head under the pillows. “What’s wrong Purity?” asked Bea. Bea was the younger of the two and always inquisitive. “My headache won’t go away…” moaned…