Sunny Season

I am dead tired. It was one of those days. An oatmeal day. A day when, even though I have rice and food ready to be eaten, I need something soft to warm my stomach and soothe my little soul. The summer has been mild and strange. The humidity rises to levels making us feelContinue reading “Sunny Season”

Two girls entered a wood . . . which one are you?

Originally posted on candidkay:
One emerged a skillful, confident woman; the other remained a helpless girl. The question, friends, is–which one are you? I come from a seemingly long line of independent women, women who did not always follow societal norms. So those girls in college who gushed about who they wanted to marry when…