Suicide’s Silent Walls

The suicide of Robin Williams made many people uncomfortable. We seldom talk about suicide. Especially with those we should. We don’t know what to say. Robin’s death brought back painful memories of a dear friend who sought the same release from pain....

Missing MBTs Have Feet Trembling

I bow at the altar of my MBTs. The sandals saved me from 3-Day, 60-mile Walks filled with blisters and lost toenails. Like a spurned lover left with her partner’s debt, I feel betrayed by the company’s financial ruin. What are MBTs? MBTs − The Shoe MBT is...

It Ain’t Cancer

Penny holds a special place in my heart. My first Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Walk (as it was known in those days) was one I thought I’d do alone. That was in 2003. A friend who was supposed to walk the 60 miles with me had broken her ankle. I started Day 1 on...

Creative Copy Challenge: Again

And the obsession lives on. Thank goodness. Below is my latest submission to Creative Copy Challenge, a writing prompts site I love. The challenge words are in bold. Creative Copy Challenge #341 Jennifer watched the moisture run down the cocktail glass like a silent...

Days of Remembrance

I remember the first Father’s Day after my dad passed. My mom and I were in a card shop a few weeks before. A wave of grief hit me with the impact of a tsunami. I would no longer be purchasing a Father’s Day card for my dad. I could not hold back the...