Life as a Miracle: The Last-Minute Cruise

Life as a Miracle: The Last-Minute Cruise

It was a last-minute cruise to the Holy Land, among other stops in the Mediterranean. My husband and I typically took one grand trip a year. Travel is our thing. But in 2010, we were stumped. Then an overlarge picture-postcard came in the mail. It proclaimed the...
Life as a Miracle: Tiny Cupcake

Life as a Miracle: Tiny Cupcake

A diet began. Not out of preference, but out of necessity: I have no willpower and my weight had punched up. Groan.  😐 Yeah, my body was more than over-plump. I’d edged into fat. A while ago, but it was time. It was propitious because I’d have my...
“Loose with the Truth”

“Loose with the Truth”

I call my short story writing genre “loose with the truth” because there is always, always, always a kernel of truth in the fiction I flash. Some in my crit group have become confused after they read one of my short stories, certain it was a personal essay despite my...