When a love affair is fresh and new, it's tempting to delve into that secret drawer in your mind and dust off the rose colored glasses. Visualizing your new love as the person you've always imagined would be your soul mate is almost too delicious to pass up. In love's unsullied beginning, each party is presenting his very be... More..
The day began like any other. I was racing to get to work on time, speeding down the interstate passing every vehicle in sight. I work in a large hospital in southern Louisiana, and they are fairly strict about being to work on time. Ironically, I am an emergency room nurse and pray I don't end up there in a terrible car cra... More..
One fine day as I sprinted around Super Wal-Mart in my usual fashion of running a half hour late, something curious happened. As I was racing up and down the aisles hurling food items, milk, and Diet Cokes into my cart, I was simultaneously attempting to beep my husband to pick up our daughter across town, trying to locate m... More..
THE BUS AND THE BUTCHER KNIFE It looked like a simple butcher knife. It must have been the way the light hit the steely blade on that particular afternoon that caused Julia to notice it nestled in the back of the silverware drawer. It was certainly a handy tool-used daily by Julia's mother when she was alive. Julia gripped t... More..
At first glance, falling in love at age forty-nine seems to be almost the same as being a lovesick teenager. On closer examination, it becomes clear that this is not the case. Naturally, there are things between me and my guy that are very similar to puppy love. Like the way my heart trembles every time I'm in his vicinity. ... More..
She was tall and willowy with sharp elbows and knobby knees. At least she seemed tall to me, towering over me by a head. Her blond hair stuck up in various cowlicks. Her green eyes were calm with just a hint of rowdiness, in contrast to my brown eyes filled with rowdiness and just a hint of calm. Her name was Leah, and she w... More..
PROLOGUE Her old key slid easily into the lock as she let herself into the darkened townhouse. The powerful hammering in her chest roared in her ears as she crept from window to window shutting blinds and curtains. She turned on a dim lamp that wouldn't be noticeable outside. A flood of memories bombarded her as she stood tr... More..
Let Them Wear Flip Flops For the first time in her life, my 15 year old daughter Rosie is allowed to wear flip flops to school. I'm not sure who is more excited about it-her or me. Granted, we have very different reasons for rejoicing. But the effect is the same. Several times every morning during our 25 minute commute to Ce... More..
When I was a teenager, the term letting go was a sacred term to me. It was a thing that I desperately wished my parents would do to me. Bucking wildly in my adolescent angst, I would have given the whole world to be set free. I swore in those years that I would never ever restrain my children in that way. I held on to that b... More..
Lynne Griffin
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