I sit outside on the porch as a warm breeze blows through and twenty-two years disappear the sun shines bright, illuminating a golden afternoon, and there you are, carefully taking one step after another holding the hand of the one you adored and who cherished you right back she leads you to your birthday gift… Continue reading the swing
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Family Jewels
So this is it. An ordinary day that has really big things attached to it. And to be honest, I'm really excited. For every single day, three years in a row, I've sat down at some point during my day, usually after all have gone to bed and the house is quiet, and I've shared… Continue reading Family Jewels
that door
you've seen enough of them slammed in your face and those few that were slammed behind you but this one was different you knew the possibilities that lay behind it you knew the stories of what could be and all the maybes and likelies and still it was terrifying because this one this one you… Continue reading that door
the kudzu patch
from the very first day of school I can remember the rule sternly set "no going near the kudzu patch" it was out back behind the portable buildings and the monkey bars and swing set and beyond the patch where we played kickball back before all of the regulations had such things padded and fenced… Continue reading the kudzu patch
A Boy, A Basketball, and the Light
Some days a moment stays with me to the point where I need to write about it, even when I had my thoughts all set to share about something else. Tonight is just such a night. This evening I took Miss Sophie out for a walk. Cooter joined us on his bike, since he's still… Continue reading A Boy, A Basketball, and the Light
Searching for the Cinnamon Rolls
So this morning, the day after my girl's 20th birthday, I bestowed upon her the privilege of having the leftover cinnamon rolls from yesterday morning's special breakfast. There were only a few, not enough for all three children, and since we celebrate a birthday all week--sometimes all month--they were deemed hers. Much to the displeasure… Continue reading Searching for the Cinnamon Rolls
Twenty Years Gone By in a Second
The night before I turned twenty, I had all the teenage angst. I pondered life from the small room I had on first floor in the dorm where I'd also lived two years before during my freshman year of college. I can see the comforter and my peach colored sheets, as I remember sitting there… Continue reading Twenty Years Gone By in a Second
The Change
"But, if I change it.....it could be upsetting to some people. I don't want to be remembered as the one who changed everything and messed it all up." Oh my heart. When I heard this bright and vibrant, creative, and smart young woman say these words a few days ago, it hurt my heart. Which… Continue reading The Change
Why Cooter Wants to Own a Bar
So Cooter has a dream. A big one. He wants to own a bar someday. First off let me explain that his only exposure of any kind to a bar is the cantina in Star Wars. But it made quite an impression, I reckon. Such that this is what my precious 8-year-old baby boy told… Continue reading Why Cooter Wants to Own a Bar
Wanting to Be Worthy of the Pin
I'm mad. Well, okay, let's dial it back to "pretty frustrated." You can't believe everything you read. Y'all know that, right? We took the crew to see the movie "Tomorrowland." After all of the hype in the previews (both at the last movie we saw and on television), the littles really wanted to see it.… Continue reading Wanting to Be Worthy of the Pin
I Might Need A Nap 