There was noise in the busy restaurant all around me as I opened the box. But I didn’t hear it. My Mother leaned in over the table and said, “He picked it out himself.” I smiled as I examined the silver cross with my fingers and then felt his hand gently on my right shoulder….
Mothers Everywhere
One of my favorite lines from the musical “Wicked” is: “She had a mother, like SO many do…” Cracks me up every time. Of course in my case I’m blessed to have SO many wonderful mothers in my life. My own Mother is pretty amazing. And then there’s Tim’s mother. Also amazing. And Tim’s…
Long Distance Relationships (oh, and my Easter/road trip recap)
Sometimes I feel like I’m cheating on Texas with Louisiana. Like when I go back to my home state and remember why I love it so. And then as I return to the place I call home for now, and the fast-moving car carries me back over the state line, it’s like some sort of sordid…
Bonus
There are days when my current “job” is hard-ish. Sometimes I wish for the times when I could get dressed every morning, have coffee in my office and eat lunch out with other adults at a decent restaurant. I miss feeling like I’m contributing to something “bigger”, more substantial. More significant. But then I snap…
Happy 7th to my 1st!
This little bundle made me a “Mommy” seven years ago today. This is one of my favorite pictures of him ever taken (at age 2). He no longer has those two front baby teeth. Today he is a soccer playing, reading, writing, joke-telling, brother and sister-loving, sweet, sensitive boy. His blue eyes are just like…
Steppin Out Saturday and Mommy & Me
This weekend was quite busy with two (three if you count dinner out for me) birthday parties. I also planted flowers out front and Tim did all the laundry and started cleaning house in preparation for my parents coming this next weekend to help us celebrate The B Man’s 7th birthday (what?? You still clean…
Picked For Pie
My grandma gathered the dewberries in her stained apron and tasted a few to see how sweet they were. I went to wipe the sweat off of my forehead but my hands were full. My mom set the old metal bucket between us, in the lush weeds. I dropped in my bounty. We picked until…
At The Ocean
Water gives life. It also takes it away. Write a short piece – fiction or non-fiction – inspired by one or both of these statements. I sat at the edge of the surf, just in the right spot for the water to hit my feet every time the tide came up. The sand was cooler…
What’s that saying about lemons & lemonade?
This week has been kinda hard. But then it’s also been good. A dichotomy of sorts. One group of us has been well (females). And another, not so well (males). Tim has been down for the count since Tuesday night and Little G has had coughing and fever on and off for several days. I’m…
I took a lot of pictures last year…
I mean A. LOT!!! The number is definitely in the thousands but I’m not sure how many exactly. It’s hard to sift through that many photos and choose favorites but I did it anyway (narrowing it down by choosing ones that I already had in a folder for the ole blog here…) I also updated…