When I was a child and we would return home from vacation, I would shut my eyes really tight and take a deep breath as we rounded the corner on our street, to reveal our house. Every time we left and came back I had this fear of our house burning down while we were…
Fresh Start
I hear the same birds cawing and chirping as I did before, since the house is literally less than a block away from the previous one. The one we/I lived in for 8 years, almost exactly. I moved out of it two weeks after the eighth anniversary. I moved for a few reasons, including some…
Make This Place Your Home
On my social media accounts I call myself a Texan at heart. But I cannot lie, Louisiana has a piece of it now too. See the thing is, once you live somewhere for seven plus years and your kids grow up there (here) and you grow attached to the people and the culture the food,…
The Flood {And How YOU Can Help}
My feet made that wet, squishy sound as I entered the bedroom of my friend’s home last Monday, the carpet soaked through. That previous Saturday she and her family almost washed away with the flood waters that ravaged areas of Lafayette. Over three feet of water rushed through her living room and the rest of…
The Winter of My (Dis)content
The rain pounds on the roof and the wind blows as the “front”makes it’s way through. There is no powdery white snow here. Or any snow for that matter. Winter typically presents itself via coolish temperatures and the occasional freeze. Sometimes there is rain and cold mud. Brown-ish grass mixes with green and the camellias bloom…
Perspective
Going through difficult times in our lives make us want curl up in a ball and stay in bed. But that’s not my style for too long. I do it for a bit and then I get up. Because what other choice do I have? Keep going or not, right? I took a little trip…
I Don’t Know.
I sat in my new reading spot in the corner of our living room looking at my phone. I checked Facebook and noted a status from an acquaintance who I am “friends” with. She made mention of 10 cop cars at The Grand 16 and asked if anyone knew what was going on. Someone commented,…
The Old Horse Farm
There’s a place where we go together, in which the land backs up to our neighborhood. On Saturday mornings, without fail (unless it’s “monsoon-ing”) there is a farmer’s market and some food trucks stop by. People come from all over town (and neighboring ones) to buy local produce and handmade products from earrings to…
We were not expecting you…
Old Man Winter found his way to South Louisiana, which I can tell you right now, from my four winters here, does not usually happen. Earlier this week he took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up in the swamp. Maybe he was craving gumbo… Anyway, he brought with him freezing temps typicllay unknown around these parts…
Make this place your home…
Hold on, to me as we go As we roll down this unfamiliar road And although this wave is stringing us along Just know you’re not alone ‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home -Phil Phillips, Home I was carting the boys back from VBS this morning when this song was playing…