when the battle is over and all that is left is the dust from the artillery now quiet and burying those who have been lost when the battle is over and they say a prayer over the grave of the one you loved when the battle is over and you've lost the fight… Continue reading your next breath
Month: February 2015
the extinguished light
I stand cloaked in the words that threaten to envelop me if I do not give them breath and life and still I stand hesitant unsure of the tempest that will come if they are given voice for though I love the rain, the storm both frightens and thrills me, I seek shelter… Continue reading the extinguished light
Fiction or Non-Fiction?
It amazes me how our children pick up on things that are on our minds and hearts, without us even speaking them. Or maybe it's just that I'm tying what they're asking into what's weighing on me. Either way, Cooter and I had some interesting conversation today, while he was trying to distract me from… Continue reading Fiction or Non-Fiction?
Go Grow in a Brick
The weather here--rainy. Rainy and cold. Has been for a couple of days and tomorrow won't be much different. The folks north of us are preparing for snow. In Georgia, that's a pretty serious thing. So many of my friends all over have been dealing with multiple snow days and hazardous weather conditions. As a… Continue reading Go Grow in a Brick
My Glass Was Never Empty
Saturday I had the privilege of singing the praises of two of my favorite "things" in life-- my daughter and my alma mater. Thanks to one of my Piratefriends, I served on the Discussion Panel at Wesleyan College for parents of potential students. This day was extra special because it was for Scholarship Day. I… Continue reading My Glass Was Never Empty
My Daughter is Also My Sister
Yesterday was one of the biggest days of the year. Right up there with Christmas and Easter and birthdays in our family. Huge. It was STUNT weekend at Wesleyan College, my alma mater. My second home. The place of many joyful and wonderful memories. The place where I figured out what I believed and tried… Continue reading My Daughter is Also My Sister
Identity Theft and Taking Life by the Tail
Just another Cooter story to share a smile with you this weekend. We watch some cooking shows together as a family. These are usually recorded so we can zip through commercials. Yeah, our time is that precious. (And yeah, the commercials are usually that bad.) Sometimes one of the remote controller people (read me or… Continue reading Identity Theft and Taking Life by the Tail
Making Room for What Is Coming
So it's Lent. A season which is confusing at best. For me, anyway. My first exposure to Lent and the longest lasting impression of the season for me is one of giving something up. That was in college when I had a friend who was Catholic. So we all gave up something. (Ummm, in most… Continue reading Making Room for What Is Coming
Saying Their Names
Our Princess loves to check the mail. I don't blame her. It was my thing once upon a time too. Yesterday she brought in a stack of mail. A bill, unsolicited advertisements, a catalog, a magazine, and a package. An unexpected package, I should add, which sent tingles of delight and anticipation surging through us all.… Continue reading Saying Their Names
Watching and Waiting
My little guy Cooter has been under the weather for a few days. He started off complaining of a sore throat and then the sniffles hit. It all came to a head (his head) yesterday with coughing and sneezing that had us all running to get out of the spray zone. Ahem. He is a… Continue reading Watching and Waiting
I Might Need A Nap 