Come to Me

It was the year 1958. Frank Sinatra’s “Come Fly With Me” was the best-selling album in the United States, if not, the world! But weirdly enough, the irony was that most people at the time were not able to take up the offer to “glide, starry-eyed” on an aircraft with anybody. A statistic of 80 percent of the country had never once been air bound. Hard to imagine, isn’t it? There was one easy reason for this – an airline ticket was just too expensive thanks to the law. One of the major achievements in airline ticket pricing to the consumers in the past 30 years or so, was giving government the boot from regulating the skies. This in turn led to a collapse in the prices. As seen in Graph 1, airfares have managed to decline to about 50 percent…

female. Follow my eyesight, I see a pretty girl, which really makes the heart is beating strongly. I immediately help her up. As the apology, I invite her to have dinner with me, and we have a nice dinner together, as the end of the dinner, our eyes meet each other, and she shyly looks down. At that moment, I feel we fall in love with each other; therefore, I bravely ask her phone number and she gives me that shyly. I work as the taxi driver, and she is a nurse…

“Come on, talk to me.” I said this as I lovingly ran both of my hands over his arm. He reclined on our bed with a stoic gaze. “Maybe it wasn’t true. Maybe I was just imagining it all. Maybe everything was fine.” I thought. “One thing I know about both of us is that we’ve always been able to communicate.” I could feel each hair on his arm standing on end as my fingertips grazed his forearm and finally rested at his wrist. “It’s really not a big deal,” I said. But it was a huge deal. “You…

Come walk with me Hollow again as night now creeps Upon this soul who never sleeps Languishing in this loneliness Whose chill winds even now doth press. And evermore will scorch a heart Eternally forced to live apart Crying out in tortured plea Won’t you please come walk with me? CJ Mulcaster I Will Remember You When my eyes possess no more The sparkle of their youth, And shadows amass around my thoughts. If one memory alone I am allowed to keep… I will remember you. When…

Writing the Case Study If Aileen Wuornos come to me for a treatment, she would identify her problem as self-defense. Aileen Wuornos and his brother Keith, was abandoned by her mother Diane Wuornos when she was almost four years old, leaving them with their maternal grandparents, Lauri and Britta Wuornos. Parents Diane Wuornos and Leo Dale Pittman divorced a couple of months before she was born. Wuornos never met her father (he was incarcerated at the time of her birth). He was diagnosed with…

the morning, to her it’s the start to her day, almost like a car needing the key to start the engine, the car can’t mover or function without the key, as my mom can’t function without her daily morning prayer. She believes that praying and putting things to come in the lords hands helps her to deal with what’s to come in her day at work, furthermore, dealing with extensive phone calls, sometimes agitating customers or employees’ attitudes, to her is helped or guided by the lord through prayer,…

-6- On Monday, I go to my first day of summer school. When I arrive, there is my old teacher, Mr. James. I say, “Hello, Mr. James! Lucky day! Guess what? It’s me! Francisco!” Mr. James says, “Yes, I see that. Please sit down. It’s time for our very first test. You did do the pre-reading, right?” I say, “I did not do the pre-reading. Or the reading. Or the post reading. I did not do any reading at all because it is summer and that is just wrong.” He says, “Well. Here’s your test. It is…

a child. The importance of being a mother is practically unending; it is maybe the hardest, most rewarding occupation a woman will ever encounter. Mothers have many roles to help them perform all the tasks required in the development of their children, as well as providing their children with unconditional love, and making sacrifices for her children every step of the way. One of the first things to come to mind when taking into consideration what being a mother means , are the roles or…

myself. So, I decided to concentrate my thoughts on what I needed to do to get my driver’s license and some wheels already. I definitely knew that it meant being on my best behavior for now on if I wanted my parents to be the ones to buy me a car. Otherwise it meant I would be turning to the want ads where New York’s version of Ray Boone might be lurking and would soon be trying his damnedest to slide a finger or two down the crack of my ass. Also, there was college next fall I had to start…

really like the painting by James T. Harwood, “Come Ye After Me”. This was an oil on canvas painting, and was painted in 1904. This painting beckons for all of us to follow Christ and His example. I love the meaning and symbolism behind…