I've read a few good books lately, and one of them is The Two Lives of Lydia Bird by Josie Silver. I enjoyed it immensely, though it required quite a bit of suspension of disbelief. Which I am okay with, as I often feel like my own life is better when I apply that mechanism.… Continue reading Lydia and the Little Dish in the Freezer
Tag: Memories of Mama and Daddy
The Last Gift
Seven years ago. Just another of the lasts to remember that January and the beginning of February bring. Mama's birthday. The last one she was here with us for. Only, as life has a way of happening, we weren't able to celebrate together. One of the littles had gymnastics and the other one was under… Continue reading The Last Gift
Two words
In years past I've tried to find a word that I hoped to focus on for the year. Actually, most years the word found me. And just as in years past, 2019's word "trash" did not disappoint. I think it was about a month ago when a two word thought started speaking to me. "No… Continue reading Two words
Book Launch Joy
The folks who know me best know I have a love of books. One that has me counting my books as some of my most prized possessions. I have my favorites that I’ve had for many years, and I have books whose release dates are circled on my calendar. I have books on my Kindle… Continue reading Book Launch Joy
A Little Golden Kind of Christmas Story
Forty-nine years ago today my parents said "I do" because they did and that was the beginning of a fantastic journey full of brilliant, simple moments and more love than one house could hold. Forty-nine years ago right now, I believe they were warming up some Pepsi or some such because they'd heard that it… Continue reading A Little Golden Kind of Christmas Story
A Sucker for Love
Way back when, when my oldest was quite a small girl, we often found ourselves over at my dear Joyful friend's house. She and her girls were our lifeline, our fun, and our safe place to land. They were my girl's sisters for that time and for life, and I am always thankful for them.… Continue reading A Sucker for Love
The Secret to Making Biscuits
One of my favorite memories from this past holiday season happened less than two weeks ago. On the day after New Year's my brother Bubba taught my oldest, Aub, how to make Maemae's biscuits. She even stood on a stool beside him, just like she used to with her Maemae. Bubba told us the story… Continue reading The Secret to Making Biscuits
Maemae’s Holiday Book–2015 Edition
December 17, 1967. Forty-eight years ago. My parents stood before a small group of family and friends in front of the Pastor, and with my Mama's best friend and my Daddy's Daddy standing beside them, they said "I do." And they did. They laughed, they learned, they worked hard, they listened, they tried, they failed,… Continue reading Maemae’s Holiday Book–2015 Edition
Butter, Sugar, and Wise Words from My Daddy
One of my friends posted on Facebook today about something that inevitably happens to many of us during the holidays. She was preparing a dessert, and she realized she didn't have one very important ingredient. It happens. More often than not around here, if you want to know the truth. When I wrote her that… Continue reading Butter, Sugar, and Wise Words from My Daddy
The Last Gift My Daddy Gave Me
There's this thing on Facebook where nearly every morning I am greeted with a "memory" from one of the past four years, with the option to see all of my memories from this day in each year past. This morning the face of my sweet cousin-in-law, who was pregnant in the picture from four years… Continue reading The Last Gift My Daddy Gave Me
I Might Need A Nap 