Delores Rockett
Stories (4/0)
New York part II
I laid in bed thinking about the evening; how he made me feel. I ran over in my mind the things we said, the lines in his face, his beautiful smile, his contagious laugh. Then I caught myself smiling and giggling as each scene flashed in my mind. And it hit me; I was falling for this guy.
By Delores Rockett3 years ago in Filthy
Forgiveness
It is well known that Cary Grant had used LSD (at the time was not illegal) for therapy. 'Cary also credited his sessions with the drug for finally realizing he must stop blaming himself for any mistakes he’d made or the mistakes his parents had made in raising him. “Look,” he said, “they did the best they could given the circumstances of their upbringing. They made huge mistakes. All parents do. But I came to the conclusion that they’d done the best they could and I owed them so many things––the most important thing being the fact that I was on this planet. That’s when, for the first time, I truly started loving my father and mother. “I realized I had to stop blaming them for their mistakes and stop beating myself up for the ones I’d committed. I could beat myself up better than Muhammad Ali or George Foreman or any fighter you want to name.'
By Delores Rockett3 years ago in Families
New York
I decided to visit the Empire State building. It had been a long week at the office, and I needed to see something new. I had planned to go many times since I arrived in New York, but I just hadn’t taken the time to do it. Today was going to be the day.
By Delores Rockett3 years ago in Wander