I've had a romance with writing since I was just a little girl. With the support of my mother I wrote and illustrated my first book at age six. My mom sent it to a publisher who in turn sent me a lovely rejection letter asking me to try again in about 20 years.
+ more bio informationBelieving in ghosts is largely subjective based on a piece or partial snapshot of one's entire belief system. Faith, religion, spirituality and feelings about subjects like life after death and reincarnation play a role in how each person views their own existence. How we view human existence is essential to our perceptions w... More..
Working your way into a woman's heart starts by understanding who she is and what she wants. Understanding how she falls in love means embracing a process that began back when she was just a little girl. Every little girl cherishes a similar fantasy about a knight in shining armor she conceived during the many hours and days ... More..
Is it morally OK to test cosmetics on animals? To me the question of morality as it relates to animal testing delves far deeper than its razor thin surface and reaches into the core of human perception. Animals feel pain and sense fear based on their awareness of life and their instincts for survival. Animal suffering isn't a... More..
What happens when we die is an age old question that has confounded the human race since the dawn of man. There are endless opinions and variations of answers based on a world of different beliefs, however there are largely only two positions, one being spiritual and the other scientific. The spiritual side of the coin believ... More..
Imagine being captivated by the sweet, loving smiles of a family posed in a cherished mantel photograph. All of their faces aglow with heartwarming grins capturing a glimpse into a joyful moment they share together in time. The sentimental portrait is meant to give a lasting impression of family love and togetherness. Gazing ... More..
Through the years we've formed a bond Since nature waved her magic wand And brought me to your arms one day Fate led the path that came our way Now here I am all grown and strong Through countless years we've toiled on It's in this time we've grown together And braved the stormiest of weather Not long ago I knew yo... More..
Nowhere sunshine, dark and hazy In a mine field one lone daisy Here I stand all alone Next to me one cold grey stone Wilting cause I have no shadow While other daisies grow in meadows Although not me for I am cursed Bitter to see others blessed Spit for rain my only food My life vulgar, dull and crude My color fa... More..
Hound dog, hound dog on my back Always breathing down my neck I'm in your concentration camp When you're near my palms get damp You harp and holler all the time Make me anxious twist my mind Peace alone would set me free But you're always hounding me Your voice it bellows in my ears Your words they cut like sharpe... More..
Here's a little note to say I 'm missing you this very day It worries me to see you blue For when you're sad, I'm sad too No one cares as much as me And missing you is misery I know there's nothing I can do Except standby supporting you It'll all work out I've faith it's true Things turn around they always do Soon we'll be so... More..
I still remember the day like it was yesterday with just as much detail. I can vividly recall what I was wearing, how I wore my hair and even the deadening chill in the air. The day was Marsh 23, 1992 it was my second wedding anniversary of all things even though I consider that tidbit more of a sidebar or strange coincidenc... More..
Teresa Weimer
White Marsh, Maryland US
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