by RD_Admin | Mar 7, 2019 | Feminine Collective
It was more like the crack of a shotgun, than an explosion. Breath caught in my throat. Flinching, I recoiled into a ball; my legs and torso bare; blankets lost sometime during the night, in a battle of siblings fighting for warmth. There was a storm raging outside...
by RD_Admin | Mar 6, 2019 | Feminine Collective
9/11 Somber day. Reflective. Life, at every stage, is temporary; delicate, like a piece of rice paper. It occurred to me a few days ago—as I viewed an alarming news report on two, every day folk who (unbeknownst to them), ate tainted cucumbers this past week and...
by RD_Admin | Mar 6, 2019 | Feminine Collective
I love my dog. He’s a soft, sweet space heater that keeps my feet warm at night.It’s okay to sleep on the couch when you are single. It is closer to the fireplace and the cushions have my back.When I want to stop feeling, that is when I need most to be touched.I hate...
