The Umbrella

I like to be prepared. When the skies darkened yesterday, I retrieved my umbrella as I walked into my morning meeting. As I left, I was so pleased that I had thought ahead. The rain was coming down steadily and I smirked as people ran to their cars, without the tools to shield themselves from… Continue reading The Umbrella


I grew up with the belief that appearances where everything. What was happening on the inside of our home wasn’t reflected to the outside world. I think it was pretty much the norm. Nobody aired their dirty laundry. We simply kept up a facade. Now, I am not saying that my home growing up was… Continue reading Appearances