Love when you can, cry when you have to. Be who you must, that’s a part of the plan. Await your arrival with simple survival. And one day we’ll all understand. One day we’ll all understand. Those are lyrics from … Read the rest
Category Archives: Rhymes
I doesn’t matter what I wish. What matters is what’s actually doable, possible, and true. And that’s not to say I’ll never wish for better things for our world. Because I’m sure I will. In fact, I have. Many times. … Read the rest
A huge amount of people (maybe the majority), on social media, aren’t listening to music. Well, maybe that’s not the best place for research. Even though social media IS the source of all truth. But here’s why I mentioned it. … Read the rest
Imagine, if you will, you’ve just spent the last 8 years studying to become a scientist. You attended a college and grad school with enviable credentials. And you passed all your courses with very high marks. You received your diploma, … Read the rest
You might believe what I’m about to share with you from an American food ingredient checker. You might, but I think most Americans won’t believe it. Here’s some data the ingredient checker discovered. ~ These ingredients are banned in Europe. … Read the rest
There are obese Americans everywhere. All around in just about every situation. Miss El and I have noticed this epidemic especially in the heart of the heartland. And it’s an avoidable travesty. But it appears that obese Americans everywhere just … Read the rest
I crunched my thumb in the door of our van this morning. And that’s how my day started. But my day is blessed. And I can always say my day is blessed. No matter what happens. And no matter how … Read the rest
Trivium. No, it’s not a new antidepressant. At least not yet anyway. The word, Trivium, is Latin for “the place where three roads meet.” And it’s also what they call the three stages of classical homeschooling. The Grammar Stage. The … Read the rest
My mother’s mother, also known as Grandma, spent the last few years of her life in a nursing home. She lived to be 91. And my mom said one of the few things Grandma could remember in her final months … Read the rest
A few years ago I talked about sad conversations I had with friends, from my past, who were atheists. And I said those conversations were sad “because so many (if not all) atheists believe when you die, that’s it.” Darkness. … Read the rest