Color blind

January 17, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 16 Comments

In 1968, I was six years old and in the first grade at a small rural elementary school in East Tennessee. I had a friend named Cindy in my class. We ate lunch together, played jump rope together at recess, all those things little girls do. Being little girls, I wanted to invite my friend, … Continue reading Color blind

Snow-free state

January 15, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 36 Comments

Saturday I took advantage of living in the only one of the 50 states without snow (a statistic I find dubious), the almost spring-like temps (60s... in January!) and the clear blue skies to again make my way to the beach. I went to Navarre where last summer the BP oil spill first made landfall … Continue reading Snow-free state

Superhero

January 14, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 20 Comments

Their bed once warmed by passion stands empty and cold. His chilling voice echoing through the room, ‘you are not good enough.’ Tangled in a thin blanket, she retreated to the couch, curling tightly around her heart, protecting what faint beating of life still remained. Crippled by his betrayal, she felt herself slowly slipping away. … Continue reading Superhero

Heaven and hell

January 12, 2011January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 15 Comments

When I was a kid, Sundays were always church days at the insistence of my born and bred Southern Baptist mother. The only thing that got me out of attending services was if I was sick. I was hardly ever sick. As I got older, I attended church unforced, and was very active in the … Continue reading Heaven and hell

Guerrilla warfare

January 10, 2011January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 15 Comments

If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle. ~ Sun Tzu, Art of … Continue reading Guerrilla warfare

Funhouse mirrors

January 9, 2011January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

If only I could change my appearance as easily as stepping to a different reflective surface. If only my reflection was a true vision of what my mind's eye sees. Do these shiny liars show me what I want to see, what others see, or my true self? Mirrors show me my evil doppelgänger, but not … Continue reading Funhouse mirrors