I cried for the people who died in Orlando. I cried for the boys I was supposed to grow old with. The boys who made me laugh; the boys who critiqued my makeup, hair, clothes, looks and mannerisms; the boys who had me go into bars, and meet men—for them. Something about me being a Gay meter. If there was… View Post
I could have been so much more had I known about nonverbal learning disorder (NLD). I won’t even discuss what I could have been had I not had it. I could have faced my weaknesses head on, not thinking they were all in my head. I could have had occupational therapy (OT). It would have at least given me tools… View Post
When I met the boy who would be my husband,for a second or two, I didn’t want to date him, or run in his pack, or whatever hippie kids did in 1968. It was my first day of college, and once he told me he wasn’t a student, he was Out Baby Out. My boyfriend the year before was a… View Post
Rena McDaniel of The Blogging 911 redesigned my almost twelve year old blog, Courting Destiny.
Oh to call in a prescription and have it rejected! As it was Sunday night there was nothing I could do but wait until Monday morning when I called again, sure it was a mistake. Frank, my pharmacist (this is a small town, and we’re all on a first name basis) told me that the prescription had been cancelled but… View Post