"The King will reply, 'Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me'." ~ Matthew 25:40, NIV See a need, fill it Unto your ability Smallest of gestures NaBloPoMo 13/28 My daughter is active in a local non-profit that provides weekly … Continue reading Be the change
Author: Tara R.
Pity party cookies
I was feeling sorry for myself because I will be alone on the Hallmark Made-up Holiday Saturday, so I made myself some cookies. (They had pineapple and bananas, and gluten-free oatmeal, so they're good for me... right?) The menfolk are on a mission over the weekend. A trip they are taking with my blessing. Still, even if I reject … Continue reading Pity party cookies
Farmer Johnny
It started simply enough with a call from an aggrieved citizen. “I was robbed!” After a telephone interview with the alleged victim to gather necessary information to begin an investigation, the detectives met to brainstorm. A rookie deputy knocked on the conference room door to report that the stolen property they were discussing was already … Continue reading Farmer Johnny
On a short tether
My wings are not of wax nor feathers I cannot rise toward the heavens The bonds to earth are too tight Tethers short and possessive I reach my contrived apogee Stretching and straining Rebelling against convention Unsatisfied with my grounded state
Trading kids for pets
There are many things I miss not having little kids around my house. I miss naps, and snuggles on the couch. I miss making couch cushion forts in the living room, and marathon cartoon afternoons. I even miss fingerpaints and glitter. Having adult kids, and a semi-empty nest, I’ve been waxing nostalgic lately for the … Continue reading Trading kids for pets
Behind door No. 4
The island guard went house to house rousting drunken vacationers from their debauchery-induced stupor. Curses met any demands to search the property, which were answered with force, as the guard tossed shocked suspects through the tropical hued doors of their bungalows. The revelers gathered at the water’s edge as they watched the guard storm their … Continue reading Behind door No. 4





