I have been keeping a personal copy of this short story since I was in high school. I do not know how I got a copy of this, but as long as I can remember this has been one of my personal favorites.
For the longest time, I have been suffering from insecurity, continuously comparing myself to other people. My greatest insecurity about myself is my physical appearance, and I have always believed that I can never be loved because I am not pretty enough for other people to love me, least to really like me. For such a young age, I have felt that way. .. - (Click here to read on...)
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Let me share with you this wonderful conversation between God and man, written by Rev. Charles Cooke.
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Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left - except for love...
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By Walter D. Wintle
If you think you're beaten, you are
If you think that you care not, you don't,
If you like to win, but you think you can't,
It's almost certain you won't.
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Abigail by Kaye Starbird
Abigail knew when she was born
Among the roses, she was a thorn.
Her quiet mother had lovely looks.
Her quiet father wrote quiet books.
Her quiet brothers, correct though pale,
Weren’t really prepared for Abigail
Who entered the house with howls and tears
While both of her brothers blocked their ears
And both of her parents, talking low,
Said, “Why is Abigail screaming so?”
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First she gave up smoking.
Then she gave up gin.
Then she gave up chocolate cake.
She wanted to be thin.
Then she gave up gin.
Then she gave up chocolate cake.
She wanted to be thin.
(Read more...)
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Do-Re-Mi
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Do-Re-Mi
Let me go beyond literary works with my favorites. For starters, I want to share with you one of my favorite movies as a child
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