Even though I’ve faithfully stretched and exercised throughout my adult years, I have stiff muscles. Various stressors, both…
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I spent most of my 30-year career working as a carpet stylist for a large fiber producer. I followed color trends, made samples using the fibers we…
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Several years ago, my almost 3-year-old granddaughter Emma was napping peacefully when my daughter Mary arrived home…
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The church I attend began a small-group discipleship ministry for our women. As part of getting to know each other better, the …
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My mood was as gray as the rainy day. I thought I got up on the right side of the bed, but a series of minor frustrations throughout…
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My right hand bears several scars, some the result of injuries, others from surgery. They’ve become less visible with time, but…
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I was ambushed in a parking lot recently. Don’t worry, it wasn’t a carjacking! My granddaughters and I had almost reached our…
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For most of my life, I looked forward to the final six weeks of the year, full of holiday cheer, beginning with Mom’s November…
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They’re gone. That was often my first waking thought in the days after Dad’s passing. The reality settled over my sorrowing…
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I wasn’t with my husband when he passed away. I was holding Mom’s hand when she took her last breath. Given
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I was in elementary school when Mom, Dad, and I went to Myrtle Beach for the first of many family beach vacations. One evening…
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A decade or so ago, I discovered the joys of feeding the birds that frequent my wooded property. Cardinals, chickadees, woodpeckers, nut hatches, and…
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I once attended a presentation where the speaker began with, “Summer, fall, and winter are seasons – spring is a miracle.” I’ve thought about…
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I have a number of treasured plants on my small suburban property, many of which were planted by my late husband, Ray. Although…
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It was an overcast mid-January day here in Georgia. A few shafts of sunlight split the steely sky, only to be engulfed once again by clouds…
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After growing up in Delaware, one of the things I like best about living in Georgia is the relatively mild winters dotted with…
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Several years ago, then-seven-year-old grandson Joshua made a derogatory comment about tree huggers. Guessing he was…
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To use one of Mom’s old expressions, I suppose I come by it honestly. My grandfathers supported their families by farming…
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I suppose I should have expected his arrival. But, distracted by other things, I didn’t notice his approach until it was too late to bolt the door and deny him entry. By the time I perceived…
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The year after we moved to Georgia, my husband Ray and I began a tradition we called “walking the property.” Let me dispel any notion you may have about us owning…
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