Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
Heading home, I began to worry that I might run out of stories–or that my stories may not be as interesting when they all took place in English. I stocked up on over a week of observations while in airports and airplanes. I still have a box full of journals with untapped tales. Yet, I think that writing this blog has also made nice things jump out at me. It’s my natural inclination to look for the good, but now I have lazer-like focus on the people around me. I thought I’d re-blog a story most readers hadn’t seen. If Mom keeps plying me with Welcome Home Zucchini Bread (Mom is awesome!), I may be set for a lot of time among retirees on fitness endeavors. May they always be as sassy as this group of ladies. –Happy Saturday!