Their Shoes #8

While “Kim” consented to the use of her name for her story, I still feel an overwhelming need to protect her. Kim’s story is brutally honest. Her running shoes were donated by a manager at the homeless shelter. “Thank God for Anthony. He handed me them and said, “Here’s a brand new pair of shoes!” They… Continue reading Their Shoes #8

Ode to Joy

Musical memory…is there such a thing? I’ve heard of muscle memory. How a person can hop on a bicycle despite any recent pedaling and still take a spin as if they rode yesterday. A couple of years ago, my hubby bought me an electric piano or keyboard. I don’t know what you call it; I… Continue reading Ode to Joy