kcmuenster

If rain was more valuable than the rarest of pearls, would you greet it with open arms, let it wake you up to the world? On Saturn, it rains diamonds.  Look it up, it's true. And rain can be sad, pollution turns it blue.   If the wind carried secrets, would you listen and promise not to tell? Would you lean in when it whispers, pay attention when it yells?   If trees were historians, would you let them be your teachers, or would you stick to men in suits and ties and other false preachers?  ...

Dear Parents Everywhere, I no longer have young children, but once a mom, always a mom. Now that I don't have little ones to fret over, I worry about other people's children. I think too many children these days are living in a grown-up world they are not physically, emotionally or socially ready for. I have never believed that children need to be cocooned away from the world.  If we wall them up in fortresses where they are never exposed to reality, they will never learn to deal with...

Dear Grieving People Everywhere, There are so many things I want to say to you.  I don’t know if you are ready to hear them, but I’m going to say them anyway, because I am where you are now. Also, I have to say them because I am a person of many words, and when something happens, I always have to say a lot of words about it. Think of my words as a gift you didn’t expect and maybe didn’t want. You can keep them or pass them on, or roll your eyes and throw them away, but here they are.   You...