there are days when things are hard when the beeping of the machines reminds me of days long past and goodbyes I wasn't ready for and the one lying in the bed is holding a piece of my heart I happily gave away long ago it is on these days that I am especially thankful… Continue reading weaving memories
it's over, they said nothing more that can be done they tried their best and so did we but it just couldn't be helped, they say that one word I couldn't wrap my brain around the one word that was to change my life for always over in a fit of frenzied fury I took… Continue reading over
there are times on this journey when the path is covered with brambles and the way is almost indiscernible this is when I miss your voice the most and the wisdom you shared as easily as the stories from days gone by and sometimes they were the same you seemed so assured of right and… Continue reading cast of stones
some are going to ask you, "Where were you?," you know and others will claim you were never absent that all things work to the good and words like that I won't ask you I'm not sure I'm ready for the answer but I do wonder why all the brokenness in the midst of… Continue reading where were you?
A tearful and joy-filled day of remembering someone who loved life. Loved cooking. Loved people. Loved his family. And loved my sisterfriend. As I sat there watching the slide show of pictures of him throughout his life, including the wedding pictures--the wedding I had the joy of being a part of, in the same building… Continue reading To Me, Age 22
So tonight I was on the phone with my sister when my cell phone rang. It was a number I didn't recognize, but since it was a Macon number I asked my sister to hold on and I answered. It was Mac. My friend who just three weeks ago told me he was done with… Continue reading What Do I Do Now? Part II
Another Sunday. Today is the third Sunday since we have stopped serving meals on Sunday nights at Daybreak, the day shelter for folks in need up in Macon. I hear that our friends are doing well at the other places that serve, and for that I am thankful. My Sundays look very different now. Actually… Continue reading The One Thing I Don’t Want to Be…..Especially on Sundays
Yesterday in the midst of the joy of family and all the good stuff, I got some bad news. My friend, whom I have had the privilege to walk with for a couple of years, let go of eight months of sobriety and all that hard work. He gave it up to return to his life… Continue reading What Do I Do Now?
Once upon a time, eight or nine years ago, there were three little kittens. They lived with their Mama and their people next door to my parents' place at Blackberry Flats. They played and frolicked and were very cute. One day their people started loading things up and moved away. And they left the three little kittens… Continue reading The Tie That Binds
Yesterday I spent most of the morning with my children cleaning my great aunt's house. It has sat empty for over three years now. We have a new realtor and high hopes this time. When I went in for the first time in quite a while on Friday, meeting with the realtor, I knew we… Continue reading Why I Want to Wear Black