It’s baby season in our town. They’re popping out all over the place. Beautiful and precious babies that are poised to learn all kinds of things from this world and the people around them.That’s both terrifying and promising in the world we have created for ourselves. I remember sitting on the edge of my bed […]
July 18, 2016
How is it possible? How can a memory hold such power that the thought of it stirs up emotion that causes goosebumps to form on her arm? How could such an insignificant memory have such a profound impact on years of her life? How can a grown woman hold such a small memory inside her […]
January 27, 2016
I talked to a friend today. She’s more than a friend. She’s family. She talked about her life and her pain and her regret and her fear and her hope. She’s broken. And I love her. But she has secrets. So many, in fact, that even though she’s an open book and will tell her […]
January 15, 2016
Homemade cotton quilts have a smell – a mix of dust, smoke from winter fireplaces, hints of grass and soil from summer picnics and the musty fragrance of a cedar chest. They also tell a story. The pink dogwood print from a bridesmaid dress. The blue calico from a pair of short overalls that Mamaw […]
December 17, 2015
I started to write a little ditty about my shopping experience this past Saturday. Mind you, the Saturday that happened to be a week and a half before Christmas. (What were we thinking?) I worked it and played with it and it actually made me laugh. Maybe because I know what a nightmare it was […]
December 16, 2015
I like country music. I like how it tells a story that average people understand. I like that it stirs up emotions and memories in my mind. I like that it often portrays a life-style that holds to traditional values and that it can make me bust out dancing when I hear a familiar riff.
September 24, 2015
I’m an idiot. Seriously. After almost 50 years on this earth you’d think I’d learn a few things. Things like… taxes are inevitable, Sonic will get my order wrong, politicians will find something to fight about, it will rain when I wash my car and when I hear God speak in regards to my family I should obey.
August 27, 2015
How do you explain the feeling of sadness that comes when you are overwhelmingly content? Maybe it’s the ache of a soul as it realizes the depth of love in that moment can’t last forever. And yet, isn’t it a glimpse of forever?
June 3, 2014