Veronica Coldiron
Bio
I'm a mild-mannered project accountant by day, a free-spirited writer, artist, singer/songwriter the rest of the time. Let's subscribe to each other! I'm excited to be in a community of writers and I'm looking forward to making friends!
Stories (98/0)
Green-Eyed Elegy
I think it was the scent of Cinnamon Apples that first greeted me when I entered the Hospice House in Blackshear Georgia, just the week before Christmas. Accustomed to being met with the more terse smells of a nursing home, I welcomed the change, however tinged it was by the circumstances of my arrival.
By Veronica Coldiron7 months ago in Families
- Top Story - October 2023
"Just Not Good Enough"Top Story - October 2023
Am I the only one who's tired of losing? Maybe I shouldn't be looking at situations as "loss" or "win", but how do you not? Everyone searches for value and self-worth. A little winning goes a long way to supporting that. Is it so much to ask, to just win once in a while?
By Veronica Coldiron7 months ago in Confessions
Public Restrooms
From the time my youngest son could ride in the car without wearing diapers, he could only last about thirty or forty minutes without having to stop to go to the bathroom. I used to think he was doing it to be funny or to look around the bathroom forever, but I learned the hard way that asking him to hold it could be disastrous.
By Veronica Coldiron7 months ago in Lifehack
Summer Dreams
The extreme temperature of my first memorable summer was unusually humid for our area of Indiana, driving the heat index up into almost the 100’s. There hadn’t been much rain that year and it showed. Mrs. Shultz from next door couldn’t keep her prize roses alive long enough to compete in the garden club’s annual floral competition but to her credit, most of the other gardeners in the area were experiencing worse issues than she was.
By Veronica Coldiron7 months ago in Chapters
The Time of Our Lives
Growing up poor gave me a unique perspective on entertainment. One summer, a local radio station hosted Tuesday night $1.50 carloads at the drive-in for anyone sporting sing their bumper sticker. So, mom, (queen of pranks and scare tactics), loaded the station wagon with bags of popcorn and coolers of tea, together with plastic tumblers from home.
By Veronica Coldiron7 months ago in Chapters