It's always said is good to make peace with your past. Well for me that's not the case. It's too hard to let go a painful past and all the things I went through. From the early 1930's through mid 1940's leaving in Germany were years that no one would ever forget. Through ...

High school is a boot camp I walked into his office. The look on his face was distasteful. He made me feel inferior to him. Not the way you should feel around your high school principal. I didn't feel welcome, or even accepted. His beady eyes burned holes in my skin. I sat. He gazed into my ...

I say a prayer. My fingers quickly find their place again and race to type my thoughts as they flood in. One sentence; two sentences; wait, no, not going to work. The passion of the idea seeps out of me as quickly as it arrived. Delete. "God, please help me out. What can I write about? What sh...