Was it a trick of birth that I'm not one of them? Was I unlucky in the cards destiny dealt? Perhaps there is a God or Gods in some celestial plane or atop a mountain or at the end of a rainbow bridge charting out my future. Perhaps its Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos spinning, dispensing and cutting the thread of my fate. Determining my allotment of suffering and success with a fairly impartial regard. What if I am but ones and zeros embedded in a fiction of some superior intelligence's design? My existence could be the result of any or none of these. Perhaps there really is nothing and all is chaos.
I have not been in my mother's keeping since I was seven years old. I can count on one hand the brief encounters I've had with her since that time. It's been twelve years since my last actual look at her person and eleven years since I've heard the rasp of her voice.
When a person relies on grandiose flippancy in the face of a serious accusation instead of showing transparency with proof that the accusation is false.....it's time to ask questions.
It's time to ask a lot of questions.
If we are to disrupt the cycle of poverty we must break the circle with real and lasting change.
Growing up for me wasn't snow-cones and sunshine. There was little frolicking in the snow and building whimsical gingerbread houses. The better part of my childhood was spent merely trying to disappear or survive.
Here at the Sumner house we have been missing out on a load of sleep. We have this situation called...Living With A Newborn. This particular princess wants to eat on average every 45 mins to an hour. ALL DAY LONG. My boobs just can't keep up. So, we are having to supplement with formula. Now … Continue reading Hubby Wednesday’s “Thou Shall Not Eat Baby Formula Powder”
So, if this tiny daughter of mine doesn't decide to vacate on her own by the 9th, she is being evicted. This is an attempt to avoid having a c-section. She will be 40 weeks on the 9th and is already measuring bigger than my son was. At a whopping 5'2, my size and the … Continue reading New Baby Jitters
This is the real deal. This is straight talk. Shelby tells it like she saw it. She slashes through travel myths with what may as well be the travel-myth Excalibur.
It's never dull in the state shaped like a sauce pan. Today is no exception. Early this morning I received a weather alert for high winds on my cell. They weren't kidding. We have gusts over 50 mph today. 50! Normally, I would play it safe and hang out at the house on day's when Oklahoma has … Continue reading It’s Never Dull in Oklahoma