I know at one point or another I have wronged everything right in me. So have you. I believe in second chances. I believe in third, fourth, fifth chances because as the saying goes, “we are all human, we all make mistakes.” Whether the mistake is something small such as stealing a pack of gum […]
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16. A Man With An Iron Fist and A Heart of Gold
“I am an American Soldier. I am a Warrior and a member of a team. I serve the people of the United States, and live the Army Values.” Hearing the words of a Soldiers creed recited by my cousin Justin Schmitt made my heart drop to the floor. This was a moment that I will […]
Read More15. Falling Pennies
I can hardly breathe. My heart is pumping fast, and sweat rushes down my neck as I pull my hands through my hair. I glance at the numbers on the ticket one more time, and then I shoot my eyes up to the numbers scrolling across my computer screen. I have just won $20 million […]
Read More14. Rebuilding Hope to the Sounds of Zydeco
Nothing can imitate the place where soulful jazz makes feet move on their own, the cuisine makes it feel like a virtue to be gluttonous, or the natives give the feeling that they have known a stranger for a lifetime. A world and culture all of its own, New Orleans. An amusement waits around every […]
Read More13. Self-Actualization and Its Selfless, External Effects
In a recent article by David Brooks published in The New Yorker, a neuroscientist is quoted to have said, “ . . . flourishing consists of putting yourself in situations in which you lose self-consciousness and become fused with other people, experiences, or tasks. It happens sometimes when you are lost in a hard challenge, […]
Read More12. Wilted Jasmine
You plan to meet up with your best friend. Nothing is different. You are going to meet at the local coffee shop like every other Tuesday afternoon. Five o’ clock on the dot. Routine. But when you show up, she’s not there. You wait. And you wait. And you wait some more. She never shows. […]
Read More11. Rebirth of a Runner
I used to think that it was silly for people to be moved by an event or the performance of others. I guess it was just that I was never able to understand how an event could inspire somebody. Why did some huge occurrence have to take place for an individual bring about the change […]
Read More10. Forgiving
Bitterly I looked out the window. She was asking for my forgiveness again? She had hurt me so many times before this, why should I forgive her. As I turned toward her to tell her that she was not forgiven and never would be again, a huge knot formed in my stomach. I could not […]
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