Falling forward
For a couple of years after 2007 ended like it did, I would flinch about the time November started to roll around. If you've read "Hey,...
A century of memories
Next year is my 100 year class reunion. Seriously. Well, okay - reunions. Either way, I've been around a while. Because of Daddy's...
Heroes among us
Blood and guts movies are not my thing and, if that’s all Hacksaw Ridge is, I’d still have the $9 senior citizen ticket money in my...
The traveling book
How fun is this : ) In some remarks addressing a group at Belmont University a couple of weeks ago, I included much of the back story to...
Life's mergers
The year before Charles died, we put our house on the market (it was a great time financially) and bought a 40 foot motor home (is there...
Pumpkins and punkins
Pumpkins are never on my radar until October. But then boom! I'll remember how much I really like them, maybe partly because they make...
One more chapter
Last week the harmonies of a sweet voice and three stringed instruments wafted into my consciousness. I was at Belmont University...
Wardrobe malfunction
You’re going to think this is about clothes. You know, girl talk. Hold on. Hear me out, actually about yesterday, today, and tomorrow....
Provisions for the journey
Did you see the hunter’s moon this weekend? I only know what that is because of my smart Aunt Shirley (well, Charles is her nephew, but I...
The good lie
There is one lie you should always tell while grieving and maybe during other hard times too. “Fake it ‘til you make it” is not just a...
