Ring-a-ring-a-roses, A pocket full of posies; Ashes! Ashes! We all fall down. Ring Around The Rosie-WikipediaMuch like the song we sang naively as chidren, our world seems to be singing this same familiar tune today. A song that meant pretty much nothing to me growing up except that I knew I would be getting dizzy,…
Buried Alive
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, 'I used everything you gave me'. Erma Bombeck How much of ourselves do we give away to the wrong people, the wrong thoughts, the wrong way? When…