Growing up Charming: Domestic Violence- Just the Beginning

I was seven years old when I first met the devil. Standing about 5′ 4″ fair skin, dark brown hair, and beady eyes. He went by the nickname “Frank.” I instantly had one of those cold spine tingling chills run up my back. You know the kind that makes your hairs stand on end. I…

Swagger back

Recently, I had a terrible case of homesickness. I missed everything I loved in San Antonio, my family, my church, my friends, and my social life. Growing up Catholic, in San Antonio, makes living in Austin difficult. Even though Austin is a smaller city, than San Antonio, it feels larger. There’s an funny phrase I…

Whiskey Wednesday

Yesterday was Wednesday,”and on Wednesdays, we wear pink.” Just kidding! Here, in Austin, it was time for another Blues on the Green. Most of the day I thought I was going to go there. Then I got one of those darn Facebook messages! ¬† (Some of my best friends always Facebook message me, when I’m…