Speak Good Things
Kathy Dye
Imagine a soccer match where no one cheered. Or cheerleaders sitting quietly in the stadium as their team moves toward the goal line. Imagine
Imagine a soccer match where no one cheered. Or cheerleaders sitting quietly in the stadium as their team moves toward the goal line. Imagine
We were all born foreigners. Our mothers’ wombs forced us to depart from the cozy comfort of a tiny space out into the cool,
“Did you fall?” she asks me pointing to the wounds on my fingers. She doesn’t even look up, while she throws the dices in
Ten years ago, my husband and I started playing soccer and helping kids with their homework at an apartment complex in our Chicago suburb.
It started out as a journey to friendship. There we were, in a massive new city, and I knew two or three people, none
Everyday worries can keep you awake. Sometimes at night Edith can’t sleep. She goes through the “what-ifs”: What if her son gets sick and
My husband married a woman unlike the women in his family. His mother and sisters are logical, organized and have lots of common sense.
In our busy lives, many of us find that in spite of seeing people all day long, we’re really rather isolated. We may talk