Her aged hands shook as she focused in on the bottle precariously held in her left hand. A whisp of gray fell from her forehead…
Vikkilynn SmithAugust 10, 2015
When I was little I lived in a house with four boys. Life was always an adventure…even when it was quiet. And on days like…
Vikkilynn SmithJanuary 26, 2015
“Bang.” I heard his little voice say from the other room. “Step away from the manger.” My daughter asked a question and I was briefly…
Vikkilynn SmithJanuary 22, 2015
It's that time of year when everywhere you look there's a Santa in a store, mall or town. Each looks a little different, but most…
Vikkilynn SmithDecember 13, 2014
We all are inspired by someone...perhaps a famous athlete, actor, politician, or better yet, a parent. But for me, each and every day that I…
Vikkilynn SmithDecember 11, 2014
When I was young my parents were my greatest supporters. They were always there to build me up, nurture me, and to tell me to…
Vikkilynn SmithNovember 16, 2014
A walk in the woods... She disappeared amongst the layer of fallen leaves; red, orange, yellow. I called her name but she stood still hoping…
Vikkilynn SmithNovember 4, 2014
Logan's Run When I was young I watched a movie called Logan's Run. I'm not sure where I saw it or even when, but it…
Vikkilynn SmithSeptember 30, 2014
photo-google images The large white villa stood out amongst the tiny Spanish community with its shutters and wide array of fruit trees. How long it…
Vikkilynn SmithSeptember 15, 2014