Why I refuse to join the NRA

I’ve been trying to write this post since last evening, since the most recent mass shooting. I recite a response in my head, over and over again but cannot put my feelings into mere words. When the Ebola crisis struck we had an immediate government and healthcare response. There is more outrage over undocumented immigrants than the number of people killed by guns. Don’t quote to me that more cars kill people then guns. Tell me when the last time a car was used with the intent to kill a classroom of children?...more

Charleston Heartbreak.

It's been more than 20 years since I called Charleston, South Carolina my home, but it's held on to a piece of my heart for all that time, waiting for me to return.  I can still feel the balmy, warm air on my skin, taste the salt of the ocean drying on my lips.  See the smiles of Charleston's people, all races from all walks of life, welcoming me to their community, accepting me as their own....more