AfterAfter the funeral was overAfter the mourners moved onAfter the cards stopped comingAfter the silence echoed in the empty houseYou spoke to meIn snatches of scriptures hidden in my heart years agoWhen the fragrance of orange blossoms filled my carAs a sinking sun blazed against a pink desert skyIn an old friend's voice ta... More..
The difference between an online degree program and a campus program is the same as the difference between one student and another. Any degree program, regardless of its modality or location, is as valuable as the student makes it.How can I make such a bold assertion? I say this because of personal experience and professional... More..
I just finished teaching a communication course in a college that included nine gifted high school students. Although they have been frequently reminded how smart and special they are, I was shocked at their lack of critical thinking skills and their highly honed silencing skills! Those two form a deadly combination for not o... More..
My GiftBefore all alone we faltered through the fog of sadness, grief and regret all alone we knelt in pleading prayers driven by desperate desiresUntil finally we touched God's heart and God touched our heartsThen together we turned toward the light of happiness, hope and renewal together we gasped in deep delight of pure br... More..
Where is the Original?Where is the original?In a world clamoring for gossipAny tidbit from the egocentric livesOf the self-proclaimed famousPamperedPrimpedPimpedWe settle for entertainmentWhere is the original?In a world screaming for justiceAny tidbit from the sound bytesOf the self-proclaimed leadersPropagatePanderingPoliti... More..
In a Dark BoothWe sat in a dark boothIn the backYou smiled and listenedI prattled on for hoursWe laughed togetherHeads almost touchingLike old timesLike better timesLike years whenLove was fresh andHope was aliveWe sat in a dark boothNear the barYou twirled your glassI twisted my napkinWe looked aroundHeads facing awayLike ha... More..
Like a WindmillHe stood like a windmillRising above the plainsPromising clear, cold waterWinds whipped round the bladesLightning, hail, blizzards, rainCracked, swirled, beat against himBut with the hands of a cowboyBorn in the soul of an artistBeat the heart of a good manWho gave refuge to folksRestored sagging spiritsSent th... More..
"Wow, I finally have a diagnosis!" This is often the first reaction patients experience when they hear they have thyroid nodules. After months or even years of frustrating symptoms and doctors saying they are "in the normal range," it is a relief to know what is wrong. So, take a deep breath and celebrate that you are not goi... More..
Anne Robey
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