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Sandra Third

My mother died on Wednesday. It’s weird to be saying this. It’s strange to be thinking about it. It’s too surreal for my mind to accept. I never met my mother. Well of course, that’s wrong. We met at the hospital on my birthday. Sadly, I will never know what happened that day. Did she […]

Glass Half Full

Really… 2016 is the worst year ever? Really? It’s not only the media spouting the mantra but most everyone I chat with. This leads me to think I either have a very sheltered life, or I’m a little bit too “glass half full.” I’m just not buying into the 2016 negative hype. My life isn’t […]

My Little Brother

Forty-three years ago I gave my brother a hug before I walked out of his life. I was 15 and he was 10. It was a quick grasp without much meaning. Little did I know it would haunt me for decades. Life rarely gives us a “do-over” or a chance to make something better. Last […]