by Tammy Kennington | Oct 28, 2016
Enclosed in an empty, bleached environment I stood alone. Suddenly, a large rasping snake lifted its fierce head next to mine and whispered threateningly, “You’ve just lost.” Unusually bold, I glared at the creature and responded, “No. I. Haven’t.” Then, I awakened....
by Tammy Kennington | Oct 20, 2016
Leaning my full weight across the body of the practical, dark blue Samsonite , I managed to partially close the uncooperative zipper–it’s tiny teeth stretching in protest as I yanked on the metal grip in an attempt to coax it around the corner. No joy....
by Tammy Kennington | Oct 14, 2016
“What do you dream about doing? What are your hopes for the future?” When I asked the questions, the young man looked at me—his dark glasses framing serious blue eyes. “I don’t have a dream,” he said, shrugging with something like resignation. “Then I’m going to pray...
by Tammy Kennington | Oct 7, 2016
I don’t have a bucket list and I never make New Year’s resolutions. While my intrepid husband conquers mountains, launches himself from the safe confines of an airplane, or explores the waters in which bull sharks thrive; I curl up contentedly on the sofa with the dog...