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For those of you who aren't aware, I am a romance novelist. A novel concept considering I've been out of the romance/relationship and particularly dating arena for quite a few years. My last first date was actually in 1992. So, after reviewing my first (yet to be published) novel I questioned its authenticity or realistic value. I sat my 25 year old daughter down for a few questions.
"Okay," I queried. "What's the rule for a call back after the…Continue
Is God a living part of you,
Or are you a part of him?
Is he woven through creation,
Or on creation's rim?
Do you find God on Sunday,
Or the middle of the week?
Is the hand of God for strength,
Or only for the meek?
Do you hear God in written words,
Or in the bird's sweet song?
Do you feel his presence,
When choosing right from wrong?
The heavens had opened, and blankets of rain pounded fiercly upon the pavement. This was retribution for my incessant complaining. It had been a long, hot, dry summer; the kind of summer that robs nature of her color, and mankind of his sense of humor.
I was in a cab on my way to the Sixth Street Diner to meet Tiffany, a sorority sister from long ago. I was never that fond of Tiffany. She, like so many of the 'sisters', lived in a world of perpetual ME-dom, where everything and…Continue