Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
My four year old son asked, “Are we up in the air yet?” With the certainty of a frequent flyer his twin sister responded, “No. We have to wait until the plane shivers. Then we can go up in the air.” Double checking their seat belts, I stopped up short Read more
Love is love is love is love. That’s all it is. Green or red, black or white, male or female. All your life you have been searching for love. For that special person that looks into your eyes and gets you, completely. Who you are, where you came from, all Read more
I used to read my horoscope occasionally just for fun, but I didn’t put much stock in it. In fact, I was skeptical of anything I considered to border on divination or the occult. Sure, as a teen, there were slumber parties with séances and Ouija boards, but I never Read more
Some days are tougher than others. We aren’t kids anymore. We work hard; we’re overburdened with responsibilities, with the day in and day out chaos of our lives. Maybe it’s just one of those days, where it’s all you can do to get to the end of it. During these Read more
Clementine Bihiga was born in 1986. She is an inspirational speaker and the author of “Happily Broken: Discovering Happiness Through Pain and Suffering”. When Clementine was eight years old her family was forced to flee their home in Rwanda. The Genocide and Civil war of 1994 killed almost 1 Million people Read more
I grew up as a musical theater nerd—a performance artist. I doodled in my assignment notebooks, but I would never dream of taking an art class. That just wasn’t what I did. At 18 years old, I knew who I was. I was a theater girl. But sometimes, life has Read more
The path of recovery is quicksand, my cement feet drag legs strain fingers of the past pull me back grab my legs clutch at the folds of my pants and the tail of my shirt. I stumble forward falling grazing my cheek and palms, scraping my knees on my recovery Read more
I live in a neighborhood where horses sometimes wander, and so do drunken old men and well-trimmed hobos dressed in L.L.Bean duck boots. The local township serves out “BEWARE OF GYPSIES!” newsletters at the eve of spring, warning us that “roving bands of strangers looking for work are known to Read more