Sometimes, it is advisable to dance the blues away. And so, I readily accepted an offer to attend a live-music club when friends offered. My friend R decided to designate me as her driver and asked me to pick her up. Well, I almost thought
What is a youth? It makes you “go.” It makes you dash for the bar laughing away with your friends. Not all of us were so young. But somehow, my life was reset after becoming a widow, and youth returned. With my love gone, the
Shall I tell you a little story? Once, during the Korean War, a maiden, when she was a young woman, had bought a whole fish to be cooked for her ailing father, who was a gentleman-farmer. The fish was rather big and heavy. This maiden
It was a Sunday morning. I was readying myself to go to church. I needed to pray and light a candle for the bravest girl in the world who was to have brain surgery. Having misunderstood her erratic behavior, when she was just hurting from
N texted: come for happy hour. Great! Just what my liver was asking for. It was a new restaurant, and the food was tasty she said. So, off I went. How could I refuse happy hour and food? Indeed the restaurant’s food was good. The
It was time my friends and I got together again. Luckily, T was able to join us. Ami awaited us in his swanky hat. I didn’t recognize him because he was missing the bowtie. Yet, I liked his new look. The hat was a nice
Introduction: This blog is about a trip I took last year in Las Vegas. The following day in Las Vegas, T recommended touring the Strip; she said that the hotels exhibited their own unique themes and that we should view them all. So, after a
I remember crying on a bridge when I was a young woman—it was a beautiful bridge, very romantic-looking. The bridge had ornate lamps that lighted the surrounding with its glamour. Why was I crying? I wanted to kill myself. I know what you may think—that
(*Introduction: This blog is about a trip taken last year.) On the last day of our trip, in Las Vegas, we were a little tired of the Strip and wanted to explore the desert again. Thus, T drove us out to the Valley of Fire.
(*Introduction: This blog is about a trip I took last year in Las Vegas.) Upon waking, we saw that it was a warm April day in Las Vegas. Since I was conveniently dressed in my yoga pants, I did some stretches. However, my caffeine level