Why Worry?
Are you a worrier? My father was a worrier. He worried about his factory. He worried about his family. When…
My Clothes and Me
My friend and I were in a little arty clothing boutique a while ago. Something caught my eye–something colorful. It…
The Line is Busy
Hurry Up It’s Time It used to be when you would ask someone “How are you?” they’d say “Fine.” That…
Collecting Smiles
I own a collection of smiles. I’ve been collecting smiles for many years–as long as I can remember. So, by…
