Meaghan O'Meara's Prayer Bowl, is my first short story, and published in 2015, by Inspire Press in the Forgiveness compilation. You can find the book on Amazon. While I cringe at my beginner's lack of skills, I'm grateful to my critique group for making it publishable, and for their patience and belief in me as a writer.Dearest... Continue Reading →
1982 set in London's Heathrow Airport. A young woman traveling overseas leaves her friends in Scotland to return to the United States. When she arrives at Heathrow to purchase a stand-by ticket, she discovers the price has increased, and she doesn't have enough money. She is stranded. What can she do? strandedinspire-5Download
"L" is in the clouds with new baby sister "E" to kiss and hold. "Babies are so cute!" "I think so too, I love babies." "I love her." "Me, too!" "I thinks she loves me." 'I think you're right. Baby E knows your voice." L nodded. "Inside Mommy's tummy Baby E could hear us talking. That's why... Continue Reading →
My daughter and four-year-old grand girl and I discussed modesty in ladies' clothing and swimsuits. From a preschooler's perspective--"Well, I'm not a lady, I'm a human." There it is.
"Grammy, we were catching worms at school today! Why do they eat dirt?" My on the fly response, "Well, worms eat dirt because someone has to." My four year-old grand girl then related a story of her preschool teachers instructing them about animals. "Grammy, did you know God made beautiful animals and things? God made... Continue Reading →
Once in a while, it is satisfying to actually go somewhere. We can spin our wheels and go nowhere more often than we wish to. Years ago, I travelled and lived abroad from the motive of adventure. A full year of sixteen countries--planes, trains, ferries, buses, hitchhiking, hotels, homes, and hostels. Even those exciting things are exhausting.... Continue Reading →
I'm on a birthday visit to see my grand girls. "L" is turning three soon. I love her curiosity and imagination that comes through her choice of words. I met her when she was nine hours old. She (almost) constantly cooed, squeaked, and hummed noises. I commented to her mama-"She is the noisiest newborn I have... Continue Reading →