This man I call my father
He is tall, dark with thick hair. From the time I was brought forth into this beautiful world, I have never seen my father bald. […]
Rants
The emptiness of being the missing rib
There is this notion going on that in my opinion, shouldn’t, or at least if it’s a must that it be so, let there be […]
Who will teach our boys to be husbands??
The other day I had a discussion with my friend. A guy. A very choosy guy. Choleric is the word. His way is the right […]
The story of Mary and her little boy
Mary kissed her son’s forehead and covered him. She loved watching him sleep, always fascinated by how he turned his head or stretched his arm. […]
Things I wish the younger me knew…
Getting older is something that is scary and exciting at the same time. It’ s scary because you are no longer a child and much […]