Laura Smith Writer

Author: mslauraasmith

  • Robbed

    Not much was taken, a few laptops, some medallions…but I now lock my door. I do not trust my home to passersby. I do not leave my door unlocked when I shower. I do not trust today. Yesterday I came home to a disturbance: doors and cabinets all wide open, drawers rifled through, my God box…

  • Running for Meg

    I ran five miles today, nothing out of the ordinary. But today I ran that five miles for Meg, a woman who was struck by a drunk driver on her morning run this past Monday. We runners have all had close calls, we have all jumped out of the way just in time to avoid…

  • Resolutions, after all, it is a new year

    I am going to lose twenty pounds, meditate everyday and work out five times a week. I will give up sugar and caffeine and feel great. It will be a fresh start. The gym? Here I come.  Wait a minute…this is a set up for failure. I used to teach fitness classes at our local…

  • Cheater Cheater Pumpkin Eater

    I work in a high school and have been particularly disturbed by the prevalence of cheating. It seems as if it is the norm rather than a last minute “I forgot my homework” decision. What has become of our culture that the end product has become more important than the learning process? Look at our…

  • Habits and Procedures

    A wise man once said there is a group of habits and procedures he does regardless of the way he feels on a daily basis. For him, “I don’t feel like it” was no excuse. This I am hoping to make a part of my life. So far I have been eliminating substances which aren’t good…

  • Bucket Lists

    Creating a bucket list… I worked this summer with teens in a leadership program. We did different exercises on setting goals and even made bucket lists. The kids were amazing, some knew exactly what they wanted to accomplish, but others didn’t and had to put effort into creating a list of future endeavors. Sitting here…

  • After The Storm

    Sitting here after a rainstorm, the water is loud and falls from the mountain behind my house. Usually there is a small trickle but today the recent storm has turned this quiet section of woods into a powerful sight. I am sitting on a rock in the middle, wondering why I am so sad. There…

  • Life's a Beach

    It is my annual trek to the beach, such a strange custom. Everyone has their own temporary space. We get to see just how many of us have beer bellies and stretch marks. We get to see how our own bodies will look when we age and how they looked twenty years ago. We get…