So we've finished our whirlwind trip from my beloved plains of Georgia to the beautiful hill country of Texas. Before we left, my sweet sisterfriend surprised me by leaving a copy of Willie Nelson's new book on my front porch--since we were headed to his stomping grounds, it made sense. Ever since, apropos to our… Continue reading It’s All Yours, Uncle Willie
Tag: adventure
Welcome
The word for today is WELCOME. Today my sisterfriend Dena, a talented writer and beautiful soul who shares her thoughts over at Centering Down, and I traveled to the big city of Decatur to audition for Listen to Your Mother. Dena heard about it and shared the event information with me. Somehow we both garnered… Continue reading Welcome
Counting Syllables
Yesterday we went on a Family Adventure to celebrate the light that is our Princess. She is about to enter the double digits, and that is worth a special day of happy happy joy joy just for her. I was eager and excited to make it happen. And thrilled to plan the surprise. But when… Continue reading Counting Syllables
My Day in Pictures…..and a Word or Two
I did a big thing today. First of all, before I go any further, you need to know that the last time I left my house for anything more than running across town for our daytodailies or escorting our littles to their various activities or running to Macon for an appointment was this past June… Continue reading My Day in Pictures…..and a Word or Two
On Sacred Ground
Today I walked on sacred ground. I do that more often than one might think, but I find sacred ground in some of the oddest places--once I stop and really consider where I am. A writerfriend, whose first book I was introduced to by Karen Spears Zacharias, released her new book yesterday. It's been exciting… Continue reading On Sacred Ground
A Place to Turn Around
Being in a new place can be confusing. The roads are all different. It's easy to get disoriented. North. South. Left. Right. This road is a dead-end. This one doesn't lead to where you thought it did. LOST. It's just hard. When we were on our Adventure to the Mouse House (I refuse to call… Continue reading A Place to Turn Around
The Word That Punched Me in the Stomach
I was grown before I read To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee. It was eighteen months ago in fact. I think Daddy had suggested that Aub read it, so I had gotten it and had it around the house. After Daddy passed in November 2011, I found it hard to concentrate and read any book. … Continue reading The Word That Punched Me in the Stomach
At Least They Are Getting Along
Okay, truth? I didn't want to write this post. There are others bumping around in my noggin, jockeying for a chance to come to the forefront and have their stories told. But this one? I just had no choice. Why? Because It's All My Children Have Been Talking About. For Days. During our summer adventures… Continue reading At Least They Are Getting Along
Running Lines
This evening as I was doing the "finishing up the day" tasks, I was running back over lines from today. And giggling. And that's a good thing. Laughter over misread words and losing track of time and general silliness--I'll take it. This morning the littles and I were out together. Cooter, my little guy, was… Continue reading Running Lines
The Memory of Yesterday, The Legacy of Tomorrow
This weekend marks 23 years since I graduated from college. I don't think of it every year, but for many reasons, this year it's been on my mind. It was four years before that I spent a week choosing between Wesleyan and Georgia Southern. Yeah, you don't get much more polar opposites that those two, do you? … Continue reading The Memory of Yesterday, The Legacy of Tomorrow
I Might Need A Nap 