Comfortable With My Own Skin

Comfortable With My Own Skin

It was another cold winter morning in Metro Detroit, as I sat anxiously in the doctor’s office and waited for the results of my skin biopsy. Yes. I was waiting to see if I was going to be one of those diagnosed with skin cancer.

Not-So-Random Searches

Not-So-Random Searches

What do you do when you get searched every time that you fly and you don’t know why?