Growing Bolder Community

Through various things that happened when I was five and continued for way too long I lost my faith. I stumbled for awhile, then as I grew older I became more sure footed, and before long I was running to the edge.I became convinced that God was done with me, and surely found no redeeming qualities, after all where was he? Did he see my Grandpa sneak into the bathroom, did he see my Mom close her...

Hi, This lady Rose I had the pleasure of talking on the phone, I found another lady who would have taken her in for a small rental fee, Rose thought the money asked was too much from what she wants to spend, The shelter will charge 70.00 per week and that could have been worked out with some conversation follow up, the shelter has 3 room mates and you have to leave out to the streets for the...

Early this morning my friend Jeanne and I went antiquing. We were hunting for Victorian era photographs of little girls for a project we’re working on and found over thirty lovely examples which captured the height of Victorian fashion and accessories:complicated clothing layers which included pinafores, long black wool or thick cotton stockings, white petticoats, muffs, gloves, bonnets,...

I've been married since the dawn of time. Or maybe it just seems that way because eternities can pass while I contemplate what the hell I was thinking. We were young, he was seriously hot, and it just happened somehow. We met, fell in lust, lived together for 5 years, got married, had children and now here we are. I'm 51 and ask myself every day...how did I get here?Some people will already be...

Diana moaned softly as she once more turned on her side in the big, empty bed. A California king they called it. Huge. Bill wanted it, he said, so it could be their playground and it was. She smiled to herself, remembering their playdates, wishing he was here instead of in Dallas on business. Dallas. Oil. Money. His career. She opened one eye and checked the clock. 3:42 a.m....

There are few things more irritating to me than getting a spirited, cheery phone call from a 20-something-year-old in my doctor’s office on the morning I’m supposed to be in that office for a yucky age-related procedure, but I’m not there. This is how one such call recently went: “Good morning, Ms. Roxby – this is Mary Louise Catherine (Alabamians love double and triple first names) -...