
C is for Control
Standing in the aisle at Target, my legs were frozen as the variety of Poise, Depends, and Always bladder protection pads were making me come to a party that I had absolutely no interest in attending. Read More
When you need to skip the commercials.
Standing in the aisle at Target, my legs were frozen as the variety of Poise, Depends, and Always bladder protection pads were making me come to a party that I had absolutely no interest in attending. Read More
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,–
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be overwise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
By: Paul Laurence Dunbar
We are approaching the home stretch of 2017. Most of us are beginning to reflect on resolutions we have made and did not achieve. We should be honest with ourselves, we typically do not always reflect on the positives and making a new list of resolutions.
The second movement is usually slow and lyrical, with a lilting, songlike theme. No battle-of-the-sexes melody thing goes on here, and the structure can be looser than in the first movement. Sit back and drink it in.
Note from The Fast Forward Blog: For Mother’s Day, I always feature a guest writer. In keeping with the theme of the symphony. The solo performance is from my mother, Debra. Read More
“And her joy would become a restless thing, flapping its wings inside her, as though looking for an opening to fly away.” “Americanah” by Chiamanada Ngozi Adichie