Words hold power.
She turned back to the rock face and simultaneously let go of the rope with both hands, just like she had lost consciousness, flung herself backwards and (my favorite part) screamed like she was falling to her death.
To the world, you are a mother, but to your family, you are the world.unknown
We risked letting go of each other just enough to silently – carefully point to one another. No one believed either of us about whose fault it was….
Did you or a family member ever share a tall tale? How did that story pan out? Share your story!
Let’s share some stories for May! With these high-spirited topics, the tales should be fun-loving and humorous. Happy writing!
“Hold on,” her father blared, “Don’t let go!”
But for the life of me, one area that has created many a sleepless night was the DNA New Ancestor Discoveries.
The 7 in 7 poem challenges writers to pen just one line a day. I focused on an individual I know that is overcoming a painful past. This week old issues resurfaced, and I watched from the sidelines, astonished by the pain inflicted and her courage during her time of healing.
“He tried to break me, but I wouldn’t let him.”