Shirley Belk
Bio
Mother, Nana, Sister, Cousin, & Aunt who recently retired. RN (Nursing Instructor) who loves to write stories to heal herself and reflect on all the silver linings she has been blessed with
Stories (144/0)
Divorce Discovery
I don't know if there are still divorce recovery classes offered anymore. Are there? Back in the 90's they were widely known and popular. They were usually hosted by local churches and with only a minimal application fee, if any. In retrospect, they were probably a very good idea.
By Shirley Belkabout 13 hours ago in Humor
Bad Week
I basically lived with my mother's sister (Aunt Sis,) and her husband, (Uncle Bill) from the sixth grade through the tenth. They were crucial years for me. I was changing and developing into a confused and resentful teenager. I was angry with both my father and my mother. I couldn't understand the personal hells they were going through. I just felt the emotional impact of it all. I rightfully felt that I had been gypped. All their nonsense had been very much avoidable...alcohol abuse, adultery, and immaturity.
By Shirley Belk2 days ago in Families
Her Name was Princess Lora
I once knew an adorable little red-headed girl. She lived in a fairy-tale world. She was the baby of the bunch. Everybody loved her gentle and quiet spirit. She also made everyone laugh with the silly monkeyfaces she would make. She was the happiest child in the universe. Her giggles sounded like melodious angel music.
By Shirley Belk17 days ago in Fiction
Trees Don't Lie
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX The old woman and her son had dreamed almost the same dream. Their dreams had disturbed them greatly, so they shared their individual encounters, their night visions, with care and trepidation to one another. Neither one really wanted to sound the thoughts that their brains were somehow trying to bury. Those thoughts demanded to be heard and seen, just the same though. There had to be some relief from the horror of what they had witnessed in that state of sleep consciousness. Maybe by exposing them they could take the heaviness off their shoulders?
By Shirley Belk21 days ago in Fiction
Not Just an Aunt,
Today, had she lived...my Aunt 'Cile (short for Lucile) would have been 100 years old! It boggles the mind to be old enough to think of Centurian milestones in the people that had a larger-than-life influence on you since birth. But today, I pay respect to her and all she has done for me and her other nieces and nephews. Also to honor the person she was as an individual.
By Shirley Belk24 days ago in Families
