Author: Barbara Henslee
Friendly Universe
Always a Way
The Intruder
I got up to take the boys outside for their last business trip of the night. I walked into the living room with one them, Bruder, by my side. Jake, our other German Shepherd dog was sound asleep on the cool tile. My husband, Rick, was on the couch sleeping soundly. … Continue reading The Intruder
“My Barb”
Before she called me Mom, I was My Barb. I loved it. I met my daughter when she was 10 years of age. If not by the grace of her dying Uncle Ray, I would not have any children. But, he needed to grant a wish for his best friend before he passed away. The… Continue reading “My Barb”
Believe
A Random Call in the Night
The power of human connection is profound. One evening, back in the late 1980s, I took an extraordinary phone call. At the time I answered my ringing phone, I had no idea I was about to help someone who desperately needed a human connection. The young man on the phone was soft-spoken. I… Continue reading A Random Call in the Night
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent
Not all Americans Celebrate Independence Day
I am not a fan of celebrating the 4th of July. It’s not that I’m unpatriotic. I’m not a fan of bringing in a new year, either. I have a noise phobic dog. If you have one too, you know what I mean. Fireworks are no bueno. When I was young,… Continue reading Not all Americans Celebrate Independence Day