Pollyanna 2017

Personally, friends dealt with horrific tragedies, illness, homelessness, paralyzing fear and other hardships. But they also welcomed babies, announced engagements, triumphed over hardships, got well, undertook Herculean challenges and generally did what people do—carry on. It is in the way that we approach life’s ups and downs that always captures my attention. This is the core of our commonality—our very humanity. I think if we focused more on our shared hopes, dreams and challenges—and less on our differences—we could change the world. At least, we might have a little more empathy and tolerance for one another. Continue reading Pollyanna 2017

Backstory.2

I never knew my paternal grandfather, or what became of him. I don’t know if my grandmother was left a widow, or just left behind as Jefferson Friday moved on to a woman with more passion and zest. Whatever the reason, Mary was left with two young children to raise on her own in Sherman, Texas. Continue reading Backstory.2