SheilaScribbles
my thoughts on life
I was 7 years, 3 months, and 9 days old when Rev. King was assassinated. To be honest, I have no memories concerning it. But I do know how his life and death impacted me. My generation focused on the phrase “not judged by the color of their skin”. We tried to embrace a combination of …
Hurricanes, NFL protests, wildfires, Las Vegas massacre, North Korea missile tests, Harvey Weinstein – the world has had no shortage of bad news while I’ve been off my website (that’s another story). In pondering what to publish for my first article in a while – there was plenty to choose from. But I choose not …
The Manchester Bombing makes no sense to me. I can understand people bombing a government facility. It represents public policies that make that person(s) feel oppressed and they are fighting “the power”. I see how they get there. I can understand school shooters and employees who “go postal”. They feel they have been disrespected by …
We survived our daughter’s Junior Prom. I say survived because it was indeed fraught (I love the way that word sounds when you say it out loud) with teenage trauma. Planning started months ago – back when she had a boyfriend. She wanted a Promposal, high heels, a long dress, a fancy night out, primping …