Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com In a few minutes it will no longer be November 16th. Today, like that Wednesday in 2011, was my younger daughter's birthday. Only then she was seven, and today she turned 18. My heart is full. Today we celebrated, we worked, and we celebrated some more. In the midst of… Continue reading Dusting Off the Memories
We have added to our family. Two new furry babies, TimTom and Cardigan, have brought us so much joy over the past two months. We adore them. They are best friends, adventure buddies, and mischief makers. Cooter especially adores them, and he's the reason they are here. But that's another story for another night. TimTom… Continue reading Cats and Dogs and …..
Last night I drove down my street towards my home at the end of it, and I noticed tree lights in a window. Happy yellow-white glowing twinkle lights. My spirit responded with a standing ovation, claps and cheers included. Then I broke out of my mental auto-pilot and realized they were my happy lights. I… Continue reading Twinkly Trees and Traditions
I just finished watching the first episode of "The Story of God" with Morgan Freeman on NatGeo Channel. This episode explored what different religions from the past and now believe happens when we die. There were a lot of moments that had me going "Huh" or "Wow" or "That's really fascinating." One such moment was learning… Continue reading Fascinating, Comforting, and a Little Troubling
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
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
there is a hole where she once was and one for him too a hole once filled by their love, their stories, and their spirits and oh, those smiles and laughter, music to my soul quiet now, empty and hollow and dark and I miss them she misses her Love too the one who once… Continue reading the memories beckon
The rain. Y'all. And we haven't even gotten the worst of it here where I am. I'm not complaining--when I have the luxury of staying at home and not being out in it, I can find my happy place in the midst of these rainy, dreary days. Cool temperatures? Even better. (SOOOO ready for hoodie… Continue reading Rainy Days and Monogrammed Hoods
I was puttering around in Cooter's room with only the intention of being able to vacuum his floor. I wound up doing so much more. It turned out to be a pretty momentous project, as we packed up quite a bit of his "baby stuff," as he called it. He didn't want me to get… Continue reading If It’s Broke ‘Round Here…..
My Daddy loved stale vanilla wafers. I learned to love them too. Or rather, I should say, I learned I loved them too. Because, yes. Very good. The flavor is no different, but it's all about the texture. Daddy and I never really talked about our preference. I just know that there was a feeling… Continue reading Daddy and the Stale Vanilla Wafers