Letters to the Moon....

I was at work when I heard of the attacks in Paris. A person at work told me of the attack.  I did not believe the news at first. They told me that over one hundred people were dead. “From what?” I asked, trying to understand what he was saying. Of course, my brain went to thinking it was a mass shooting scenario. But no, that was not the case. “From a terrorist attack,” the man replied. When I arrived home that night, I watched the national news to find out more about what happened. Details were coming in of the attacks. I sat there in stunned silence, trying to understand what I was seeing on the television screen. To this day I still cannot fully understand it.  I write this today to express my heartfelt condolences to the families of those who perished in the attacks on Paris last Friday, November 13. For those who survived the attacks, I am grateful you are here to tell your tale. Tell your tale, to everyone who will listen. Your stories give us hope. Your stories rem

We all have things that scare us. We all have our fears. Sometimes, our fears turn in to phobias. Whatever your fears and phobias are, I would not share them with anyone that you do not trust implicitly. People can tease you with this knowledge. People can taunt you, torment you, and bully you. The word “bully” defined by the Oxford dictionary as a “person who uses strength or power to harm or intimidate those who are weaker.” Yet the word bully can be a noun and a verb. Bullying, the acts of a bully, can be emotionally abusive as well as physically abusive. Bullies can appear as friends; they can come from the playground or the board room. Each bully inflicts their own special brand of intimidation and torment. People have even taken their own lives to escape the torment of their bullies. Last week, I was in a big box store shopping for groceries. I decided to go to the Christmas section, to see what lights and greenery were on display. The day in question was before Hallow