Breaking with Tradition: our November Call

UGH! Pictured here is a tragedy of tradition. What I have fondly come to think of as Mr.-Tippy-Head-Candy-Face came into my life, um, some time ago. I have fond “growing...

Rock Candy Reverie on the Ride Home

The last time I hit the road with my family, we traveled halfway across the U.S. on winding, mountain roadways to the country's edge. I'll admit I'm...

October Call for Submissions

Fall is creeping up on us, and "creepy" might be a fun prompt for the spooky month of October.  Have you ever had an experience you can't...

SEPTEMBER CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS

September will be here before you know it (and why-oh-why does the summer always go by so quickly?) so we are gearing up to get back on...

From the Publisher’s Desk: I Have a Dream

It's been quite a journey for me over these last six years writing to an audience. Yep, from my first ramblings on my very first blog; a...

August Call for Submissions: ROAD TRIP!

So my son and I just got home from our annual “road trip”.  The reason I wrote “road trip” instead of road trip is that I don’t...

Welcome to Heart and Humanity Magazine!

Welcome to Heart and Humanity Magazine, the latest incarnation of the ever-expanding venue The Relationship Blogger which is the brain (and heart) child of mental wellness and...

New Submissions, Sponsored Content and Invoicing Policies

Dear Readers and Writers, Please be aware The Relationship Blogger has new submissions and invoicing policies. Submissions changes take effect immediately. Here's what to expect: Changes to Submissions We will...

Editor’s Letter: A Call for All Voices

It's March and here at The Relationship Blogger we are stepping away from themes for a bit. I suppose you could say we are switching gears to...
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purgatory and no leverage

    Photo Credit:  Sopwell Memories

Words Written in Marker

Grief leads such a contrary existence. People have to die in order for it to be born. My brother died in Richmond, Virginia on...

Mrs. Knapp’s Ice Cream Cone

The first school I attended was the storied one-room schoolhouse. An old whitewashed building with a red roof and a vane on the peak,...

Breaking with Tradition: our November Call

UGH! Pictured here is a tragedy of tradition. What I have fondly come to think of as Mr.-Tippy-Head-Candy-Face came into my life, um, some time ago. I...

Quality of Life and Iftar Ghazel

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The Big Bang of Self-Awareness

Twenty-three and recently single after a painful break-up, graduated from college but still waiting tables, I pretended to myself that I was already both...

More Than a Teacher, He was a Mentor

Mr. Joe Bryant was an educator who demanded excellence in his students and taught me the true meaning of being a man and leading...

I sit on other people’s porches and Here’s What Scares Me

I sit on other people's porches originally published in John's collection "dig it"

Lessons at 40

This past July and August, I worked on my tan. As I sit here typing my nose is even a little sunburned, something I...

Stories from the Borderline of Hate and Suspicion

In the locker room of the gym yesterday, three men changing their clothes near to me were talking about incidents of road rage and...