I sat twirling my wedding band in the still of the morning. Sweet memories rose on waves of tears crashing against my new normal — a normal defined by the talons of adultery. My husbandRead more
They were my parents, doomed to drunkenness, cheating, and poverty. Neither attended school beyond eighth grade but they were never absent long from the bars where my mother drank away her bitterness and hatred for an absent mother and displayed her inspiration on the dance floor.
This is not the gene pool to fish for Sunday school teachers and pillars of the church community. Unless you’re Jesus.Read more