The Wronged Redhead

When I was little I remembered the water ladle as they poured water over my head. They graduated to buckets of water. I struggled with that . My face was red, my anger was rising and I matched my bright red hair.  I was the drained rat alright.                        ...

Re-Awakening

The promise of tomorrow keeps us unaware of the day. There’s always tomorrow , but is there – who knows? stop. Smell the flowers of life. The sound of the breeze as it flows threw the leaves. ‘The sunshine darts around and touches the ground. I feel it’s warmth...

My Appreciation of Others Thouughts.

I’m finally feeling more comfortable as I learn my way around.  The longer I am here the more I’ll write.  For now  I want to give fifteen minutes a day to writing. I am excited about my opportunities and so grateful for everyone’s input.  It is  one of the first...

My Story

Hello Everyone, I feel excited to begin my new journey in the year 2021. I feel renewed after burning my procrastination, low follow through, all doubts known and unknown . Burning to ashes flying away. I will follow through with my on-line writing of my memoir and my...