There are some wonderfully talented writers on WordPress, and their writing needs to be read. That’s right, NEEDS to be read. Therefore, for this week, as I catch up on my reading, I am posting some of my favorite, relatively new posts by some of my favorite bloggers.
Happy Easter, everyone! In honor of the day, I found some interested facts about this holiday. Enjoy!
After some thinking, I realized why Christmas has such a hold me—it’s the hope that comes with the holiday. Christmas drips with hope, and I know of few things that are more powerful than hope. I’m not talking about the “hope” that politicians (on both sides) bandy about during debates and speeches. Rather, I’m speaking of, well . . . actually, I’m talking about different levels of hope. Let me explain.
Cupcakes are funny—they can express both commiseration and joy. I’m not sure if other baked goods have that unique attribute. For example, I feel like a pie is always to celebrate, a cheesecake is either something simply to complete a meal with or something that dulls the sharp edge of a broken heart, and a cookie is for a reward. Although, that last one may be because I’ve been hanging out with my dog too much . . . .
While I was waiting for the elevator, a woman was wheeled into the corridor where I was waiting. She was probably no more than forty-five years old, and maybe even less. She was clearly riddled with cancer, so it was difficult to gauge her real age. Her face was pale with pain, and her eyes were sunken with fatigue. An elegant, floral scarf covered her head, and she carried a girly purse in her lap that was dripping in charms and gold chains. Only one leg dangled from her wheelchair—the other one being non-existent.