Tag: biography and autobiography
member name: Carol Roach
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September 09, 2006 05:18 AM EDT --
As I write, I gaze from my open window towards the beautiful cerulean blue celestial sky. I see but one bright star shining its light upon me. I am reminded that light is an illumination, a pathway from . . .
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September 23, 2006 04:07 AM EDT --
Menarche is the first occurrence of menstruation at the onset of puberty. There are many statistics giving different age ranges for this, but basically it can happen between the ages of 8 and 16. I remember . . .
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August 12, 2007 10:44 PM EDT --
“Not to worry, come with me. I will show all the best places to get some food. Tomorrow I will take you to the mission, then on Wednesday we’ll go to St. Anthony’s, and every . . .
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September 07, 2006 03:58 AM EDT --
Warm smiles, infectious laughter and love will change the very essence of me. It will change my outlook and my attitude towards life and all that it encompasses.
I do not find myself as a person who . . .
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August 28, 2006 04:28 AM EDT --
If I could define just one quality that I like it would definitely be patience. Sometimes, I find there is a big discrepancy between what could be, and what is. I look at my life and I don't always . . .
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September 02, 2006 04:24 AM EDT --
written May 31, 2005
I just had a very bad exchange with an email correspondent. The details are not important; suffice to say I felt I was being a friend to this person. I was really trying to accommodate . . .
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September 27, 2006 06:56 AM EDT --
I was the membership director in a single parents organization and I was the first contact with the organization for many of the new candidates for membership. I did the paperwork. But another part of . . .
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August 24, 2006 10:13 PM EDT --
At the time you came into my life, I pushed you away. You were not good-looking enough. My world revolved around finding the cutest boyfriend. My former love was drop-dead-gorgeous in my eyes. It made . . .
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September 02, 2006 03:52 AM EDT --
Written May 31, 2005
Today I choose to scatter the joy. Given the fact that I am about to lose my day job, these words at first seem meaningless to me as I see no joy in the moment. Upon examining that . . .
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September 10, 2006 03:54 AM EDT --
written February 2005
My heart is telling me it will all work out in the end. Yesterday I wrote about transcending my demon insecurities and to trust in the process; to trust in me. I want to elaborate . . .
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September 15, 2006 04:04 AM EDT --
She was not married though she had three daughters. Two daughters grew up French speaking. One daughter grew up English. All three daughters lived in separate homes; none lived in her home. She did not . . .
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September 18, 2006 04:45 AM EDT --
There are some people in this world who see everything around them and then there are people like me who hardly see anything at all. I once read a joke basically describing two fishermen sitting in their . . .
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September 27, 2006 06:10 AM EDT --
Thoughts spring forth from every crevice
of my complicated mind
Some are jumbled fragments
While others well-defined
Glimpses of past experiences or
aspirations yet to come
A mosaic of ideas
Filtering . . .
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August 26, 2006 06:09 AM EDT --
As a child there were several foods I never liked. It was not that I was a fussy eater; it was because I grew up poor and I was not exposed to a large variety of foods. My grandmother made sure I always . . .
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September 10, 2006 03:34 AM EDT --
Even before the day I was even born, I was rejected. My parents were not married. My mom was willing to give me up for adoption. My father took me home to his mother to raise as her grandchild. . . .
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September 11, 2006 01:12 AM EDT --
I sit here at the computer, tired and aching all over. It is cold and rainy and every bone in my body is protesting loudly. I look around me and notice my son's cologne. It is Saturday and he . . .
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September 12, 2006 03:58 AM EDT --
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The sweltering heat of mid July beats angrily against the burning pavement. Windows are opened in every house on the block. The residents know they will not get much . . .
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October 03, 2006 04:30 AM EDT --
This is the last of the Darla series you can click on the names of the stories below to read the the other stories:
Darla
Questions of the Heart
Blue Ice
Wildflower
Carol Roach M.Ed
As I sit . . .
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November 12, 2006 12:39 AM EST --
My son was only 3-years-old when his great grandmother died. At the time, he was living with his great grandparents. My grandmother, the lady in question was also the woman who raised me.
My son lived . . .
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August 29, 2006 03:17 AM EDT --
When the seed of life was planted within me, I was told the baby would not be welcome, especially if it was a boy. My grandmother did not like boys. As much as I loved her, I told her I could not deny . . .
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