Tagged: pride


Scum of the World

I could hear the cussing from inside the room and noted the awkward glances of nearby nurses and staff who turned to look and gawk.  Even though I only sat a few feet outside the door, I ignored the increasingly loud litany of expletives and deliberately focused on the screen in front of me.  He was my...



I grew up with a mother who never took a gift… just half of an exchange.  I remember watching, with horrified amusement, a lady try to give my mom a bag of mangoes.  My mom chased her down and literally threw the bag into the open window of the car...