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
Tag: missing the places in my past
the stories behind the door
on the first day you walked through the door did you stop to breathe it all in with the hope of memorizing it all-scents, sights, and sounds, the way you do now did you gently pull the door to behind you and stop for a moment and lean into it knowing as you do now… Continue reading the stories behind the door
the last one home
there is little better feeling than being the last one home the last one to return to the roost where we all grew our wings the lights on, hearts and stories waiting until all are there and the smiles grow brighter hugs are given and given again and last just a moment longer than they… Continue reading the last one home
All Hallow’s Eve–on haints and scary stories
While the littles and I were visiting my dear Aunt a couple of days ago, they came across this in her play closet and pulled it out for me to see. Suddenly I was our Princess' age, and I held out my hands, barely able to say the words, "Hand it to me. Please." But… Continue reading All Hallow’s Eve–on haints and scary stories
for the three
I packed up my things, along with my talismans from Mama, Daddy, Aunt Wease--for courage and peace, I hoped and drove the same road I've traveled for over forty years to one of the houses that built me to say goodbye one more time As I drove through Hawkinsville and saw the 45 mph… Continue reading for the three
Easter Grass
Last night as I was piddling around here late after everyone was asleep, as I tend to do on nights before the big holidays *ahem*, I looked at shredded colored paper and thought how lovely it was to be able to color coordinate the paper with the baskets. (This was thanks to a find at the… Continue reading Easter Grass
just need the zipcode for Heaven
Dear Mama, Well, we are just about done. The house at Blackberry Flats is almost all cleared out, Mama. I know you've probably been shaking your head, wondering what was taking me so long to get it in gear. I can't say, really, except that it was just too much to think about. To get… Continue reading just need the zipcode for Heaven
Be Particular…..and other words from a wise woman
Today is my Granny's birthday. She hasn't been here to celebrate it with us in seventeen years. That blows my mind to think about how long it has been since I've heard her say, "Hey girl" in that special way she had. I guess it's because in so many ways, so many times I feel… Continue reading Be Particular…..and other words from a wise woman
I Might Need A Nap 