On my face there was no glow Lonely yes. not in the know The “loves” I have had all faux Nobody called me their beau She was gentle as a doe She is my friend, not my foe Seed in hand we start to hoe The oven we place our dough Water with current does flow Our boat we begin to row The love seems to always grow Our lives together we sew

Getting on the plane from Detroit was a little nerve-wracking. Meeting someone using the internet always feels a little weird, at least for the first few minutes, and I knew he would be waiting at the Tampa airport to pick me up. I tried to relax, enjoy my flight, and get excited about the concert, but my stomach was in knots with nerves and anxiety. When the plane landed, I turned my phone on and there was a text from hi...

Entering my last semester of nursing school at UM in Ann Arbor, my life seemed on track to begin soon. Unlike other students at the program I was a couple years older at 25, and engaged to a man from my hometown in Michigan I'd been seeing since I was 19. Eric had enlisted in the army and the plan was when I finished he would either bring me to the base with him or more likely he would come back to Michigan and we would b...