I leaned forward in my seat, caught up by the music coming from the choir and symphony orchestra. It was the church’s annual Christmas concert, and the melodies coming from the stage pulled at my heartstrings. Strangely, though, the music made me both happy and sad at the same time. You see, I grew up…
I froze in horror, humiliated, torn between anger and tears. My leader stared, eyes wide open, deer-in-the-headlights style. Someone had just made it abundantly clear they hated me—right in the middle of a room packed with people. The entire group stilled, mouths agape. I don’t know why they hated me; they chose to spew their…
I was 33 years old when I breathed in for the first time. I remember it well. I had just received an email from the Redbud Writers Guild stating that my membership application had been accepted. Suddenly, a new world opened to me; a world of sisterhood. It is a world where dreams come true:…