Cheryle Johnson is a former reporter, PR/HR Manager living in Metro Atlanta. She is an award winning journalist and poet.
“I’m running for Georgia Public Service Commission, a job you probably never heard of and may not think is important. I’m here
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First-time candidate for Georgia State Senate runs to counter what Governor Kemp has wrought.
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Dear Elon Musk, Thank you for your kind invitation to continue my Twitter account at the price of $11 per month. Thanks too for the fact that it means getting the long-sought-after
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I am a convert to Catholicism. Yesterday I began a program of inquiry with a lay group at a nearby monastery to see if I am willing to devote my remaining years
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One of my earliest childhood memories was watching Elvis Presley sing on “The Ed Sullivan Show” in the fall of 1956. I sat in front of the family black-and-white TV in my
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I stared into the toilet bowl for the longest time. It was what looked like a clump of tissue in the shape of an embryo. But there was no blood. Shouldn’t there
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It was never my intent to raise my son from the age of four as a single (divorced) working parent. But it was how it turned out. Not because I didn’t try
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Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Hebrews 11:1 Tweeting about Roe v. Wade for DemCast was always going to be difficult for me.
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Over the last two days, for the first time in my social media activism, I have retweeted pro-abortion posts. As a Catholic, I have not changed my faith-based stance that life begins
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I am seeing a lot of comments on my Twitter feed lately regarding the media treating Democrats and Republicans as if they are still “equal” political parties that function with a shared
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“Thank you for your service.” How many times did I say those words to troops in the airports from San Francisco to Houston to Orlando as I traveled, first on business, and
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I came to Catholicism late in life. An elderly friend asked if I would mind taking her to Saturday evening Mass one day. She hadn’t attended in years and was yearning to
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