Tanara McCauley

Culturally Imagined Stories

Tag: love

  • My Iron Sharpener

    A friend loves at all times… (Proverbs 17:17) Ten years ago she stood behind me fastening the last clasp on my wedding dress. She adjusted my veil, told me I looked beautiful, then reminded me of the signal I was supposed to use if – before the “I do’s” – I had a single doubt […]

  • Two Are Better…

    Tears are never as bleak when there is someone to wipe them away…

  • Parents Just Don’t Understand!

    “When you become a parent you’ll understand.” Most of us hear this infamous prediction as teenagers. It typically comes on the heels of what we feel is some great injustice to our independence and the ability to express ourselves as soon-to-be-adults. We twist our mouths as if sucking on a lime, mutter a reply we […]

  • Have Compassion…Sponsor a Child

    Have you never had the urge to Sponsor a Child? I won’t pretend to know why the average person is turned off by the countless child sponsorship advertisements. It could be the depressing feeling one gets when they see such poverty and despair. Or the assumption that their efforts will most likely not make a difference. […]

  • Remember (A Song)

    Let Me Clarify: I’ve never considered myself a songwriter. Not officially anyway. Sure I sing songs – louder and more ambitiously than I’ll ever be capable of doing well – in the safety of my home’s four walls. And if I particularly like one, or seven, or thirty, I’ll write them down. It’s a form […]