A couple of weeks ago I was cleaning my house (no, I’m not writing to announce an infrequent event . . .) and my mood was dirtier than the house. As I worked, I enjoyed the monologue I kept running in my head. I entertained myself by calling out those individuals who’d contributed to the…Read more »
Tag: real
The Dance
I want to tell you a story, but I don’t know quite how to start. Do I start by saying that I need to get real and tell you the truth? No. That doesn’t feel right because it has all been real and I have always tried to share the truth – about me and…Read more »