My gratitude flows free this morn,for blessings doth abound;from grandparents to babies born,familial love surrounds. An open ear or warm embrace,a laugh or helping hand;we all […]
Our final special issue of 2024 is here – an issue inspired by submissions discussing this challenging topic of domestic violence. Within its pages you’ll find […]
Jane made a wish that was big as the stars, on the day that the Golmyrie passed by her town. The wish was for Father to make it back whole, and Jimmie and Ted too (if God would be kind). Jane’s wish never came. But the Golmyrie did.
I cried, “Why didn’t they listen years ago when she said it was in her lungs?”
“Woman hush – I am the radiologist and it’s normal.”
His words, like dung, running downstream to pollute the water of life.