Cages or wings, Which do you prefer? Ask the birds Fear or love, baby Don’t say the answer Actions speak louder than words “Louder Than Words,” Tick Tick Boom, Jonathan Larson During these days of self reflection, I always go back to my roots…musical theater. Betcha didn’t see that coming. Our family always… Continue reading
Recently, I wrote a wrap-up article about CCA Kids media activities during Cleft and Craniofacial Awareness month. The folks at Face Equality International posted my words on their blog. It came out well. Check out what we did to raise awareness during July. A look back on Craniofacial Awareness Month And don’t forget, every… Continue reading I’ve Gone International!
Help me raise funds for CCA Kids by clicking here. I am turning 40 this year! Please celebrate with me by helping others as we widen the circle of acceptance for people born with facial differences. I was the only student in my nursery school, elementary school, and junior high with a bilateral cleft lip… Continue reading Big Birthday Fundraiser Helps Save Kids Lives
I used to hate poetry, but now I write it. Sometimes …sparingly. Some of it has been published on Spillwords.com, some of it remains in notebooks and journals. Most of it I wrote during college. My practice has been growingly irregular due to the need to write blog posts and PR copy. There are… Continue reading I Used To Hate Poetry, But Now I Write It
I deeply care about other people. I want to help others because it is the best way I know how to get out of my head and place some space between me and my physical ailments. Most of the time it works, while other times it does not and you just have to find a… Continue reading Found Words, Finding Peace
I stopped playing tennis a while back out of fear and aggravation. How could I possibly be afraid of the sport that I love? Well, I allowed one bad experience to take me off the courts. Okay, maybe it was more than one bad experience. As you, faithful reader, know I am battling hearing loss… Continue reading No One Bursts My Tennis Bubble
There is a lot of writing, working, writing, working, hustling, and all kinds of things happening. I’m caught up in the busy-ness of being busy. Buzzing from one thing to the next, railed out on too much caffeine, and not enough water. Dehydrated. Exhausted. I know I am making a difference, does that make it… Continue reading Meditating on Work