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A Star in the Dark

This past May was a time of celebrating, remembering, and just a few tears--happy tears. My oldest graduated from my alma mater and now hers, Wesleyan College.  The graduating seniors voted for two parents to speak at the Baccalaureate service.  It was a great honor to be one of the two chosen.  As I told… Continue reading A Star in the Dark

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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

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My Heart in Pictures

This morning before I got out of bed our sweet Princess walked in with my Daddy's tray that she dug out of who knows where. "Mama I've been paying attention to what you eat, and so I made you breakfast." Y'all.  On an episode of a comedy show I was watching recently, the son used… Continue reading My Heart in Pictures

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The Packing Up and the White Shoes

Twenty-five years ago today I graduated from college.  I don't remember a lot of the particulars but there are a couple of things that stand out for me about that day. The night before, Sister had come up to spend the night with me.  Though she is three years my junior there have been times… Continue reading The Packing Up and the White Shoes

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When a Stick is So Much More Than a Stick

A few months back I wrote about Cooter wanting real estate.  "Real estate's where it's at, Mama." One of my dear friends, Renea Winchester, decided to send him just that.  She boxed up some special dirt and other treasures and sent them down the road to us. Bless her. He was so excited to have… Continue reading When a Stick is So Much More Than a Stick

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backstage

This weekend my sisterfriend has a story to share, as do so many of the beautiful, strong women I know.  For all of you who are taking the brave step of sharing your stories out loud for others to hear, have courage.  You are stronger than you know.  You lived it, now go and share… Continue reading backstage

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Truth and Stories and the Dear Friends Who Tell Them

Last weekend at my college reunion I had the privilege of sitting next to not one, but two of the women who not only knew me when but who also lived with me, bless 'em.  As we sat and remembered and laughed and longed for more time to talk, a couple of moments stood out… Continue reading Truth and Stories and the Dear Friends Who Tell Them

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A Weekend With the Gardeners

Treasure your relationships, not your possessions.  --Anthony J. D'Angelo   One is not done growing or grown "up" when she leaves Wesleyan College as a young woman.  When she returns "home," Wesleyan and all her sisters will continue to feed her soul and empower her to bloom and to continue becoming more--more of whom she was… Continue reading A Weekend With the Gardeners

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to the next chapter

  her past is my past we are all like threads interwoven into the story that is hers each bringing our own color and beauty and gifts to the tapestry of all that has gone before   we are us the ones who came young and left younger, not quite ready for what the world… Continue reading to the next chapter

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The Stick and the Stalk and Their Stories

Six or seven years ago I was at the Super Savings Store with the littles.  I remember going in through the gardening section and seeing they had a lot of "plant type" things on sale.  I saw that they had Iris bulbs.  For less than a dollar.  I grabbed them up--a couple of packs.  We… Continue reading The Stick and the Stalk and Their Stories