Standards

Last night Steve shared something with me that popped up on his news feed on facebook. Someone shared "Every woman deserves a man who isn't afraid to tell others you're his girlfriend and that he loves you." It made me quite sad to think her standard of being treated well is the bare minimum of... Continue Reading →

My Mother’s Robe

When I was a child I could not, for the life of me, fall asleep on my own. I felt particularly fearful at night. It was the time when the distractions were gone and my mind had room to roam to all sorts of horrific scenarios like monsters under the bed or alien invasions or... Continue Reading →

Table Mountain Pine

Surreal. Unprecedented. Nightmare. Global Pandemic. Racing to get my son from New York University as COVID-19 landed in the Big Apple and began it's insidious journey marked for me the moment Coronavirus disrupted our daily lives. I imagined with great sadness that it would change life as we all knew it as I watched the... Continue Reading →

Distillation

Steve and I were at the store today. Shelves were empty. People were wearing masks. There was something sobering in the air. Life in America had changed very suddenly and very drastically. The cashier was telling me about how the truck was two days late. He said people were lined up before they opened and... Continue Reading →

Isn’t Your Father…

The first 12 years of my life were spent in the United States Air Force. My father had joined during the Vietnam war and remained in the service until he retired lieutenant colonel many years later. Growing up on an Air Force Base is a very unique experience and not for the faint of heart.... Continue Reading →

I trust You…

I was rearranging my seven year old's room for what felt like the millionth time. He has a bunk bed that has a ladder on one side and a slide on the other. While he was sitting on the top bunk I took the slide down for a few moments. As I was trying to... Continue Reading →

When He shows up

I could tell by his voice I needed to be there. “I’m getting in the car. I am coming,” I promised. “Can I talk to Calvin?” He handed the phone to his roommate. “This is Emerson’s mom. I am coming. Do you have class? Can you and the guys please make sure he isn’t left... Continue Reading →

Trust the Process

We drove to Lynchburg just to go to the mall. My son, Wesley, has significant special needs and this week is spring break. Because of those special needs we can not travel further than we can drive. Wesley’s favorite thing in the entire world is going to malls. So, instead of a fabulous beach vacation... Continue Reading →

Hidden

When I was a child my father had a dark room in our basement. If I close my eyes I can almost smell the chemicals. I would spend time with him there as he would dip a seemingly blank sheet of paper into trays of chemicals. As a child I was not interested in the... Continue Reading →

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