Tag: Life

I was eleven when the Madonna carving first arrived in our home. Initially, my father purchased the statue for his ...

I faced the reality of too many before me. I came home to a silent and empty building. Nothing greeted ...

The guitar on the wall for sale in the performing arts school had a price tag.  As I looked at the ...

Everything on the table was intended to be consumed by tailoring the dish to one’s preference.  Even the outcome of the ...

As I stood outside of the inspection station waiting for a transaction to complete, a weathered palm stood.  In it, I ...

When the difficult happens, I often find myself going back to a label created one afternoon.  On that occasion, an artist ...