I hear it serval times a week. Most students talk about what they watch, what they listen to openly and without conviction or guilt. When I ask about Netflix they get giddy, they get excited, they can’t wait to tell me what they watch, the whole storyline, and it always begins or ends with “It’s bad but it’s so good.” When I think about students spending all their time on Netflix and I think about the shows on Netflix, it makes me cringe. There aren’t many good shows on Netfl

False Hope. False is defined “not according with truth or fact; incorrect; appearing to be the thing denoted; deliberately made or meant to deceive.” Hope is defined “a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen; a feeling of trust” and in the verb form “want something to happen or be the case.” When I think of the phrase false hope I think “expecting something that may or may not happened”  or “celebrating something that might not last.” In Miracles From

Nobody wants to hear that word. It was like I was listening to someone else’s story, looking into someone else’s life. Almost two weeks ago, the doctor told my granddad the fluid from his lungs had cancer cells and it had more than likely come from metastasizing from somewhere else. Thursday, we were told it was stage 4 lung cancer and not much could be done. When I was 10, my dad told me he had lung cancer sitting on my grandparents’ bed, where I now lay next to my granddad

a close friend is getting married soon. her wedding is in louisiana and i was ready to leave the day she got engaged. her “save the date” came with hotel suggestions and directions. the anticipation of all the fun continued welling up inside. i just could not wait. as i planned and planned in my head, the realization came to mind- it’s father’s day weekend and something not of excitement began inside. _ I don’t know it was. I don’t know what’s wrong. But this huge hesitation

I haven’t said much about the way Brittany Maynard chose to end her life and I won’t. But this article (http://www.al.com/news/anniston-gadsden/index.ssf/2014/11/hope_in_hopelessness_gadsden_w.html) sparked something in me and I will say this- As a daughter, I watched my dad battle cancer for six hard months. We had good days and we had bad days. Some days he was so sick we didn’t talk much but some days he was at my softball games and basketball games. He took us to church a