Shakespeare, Elvis and Obama
There's gotta be a great line in here SOMEwhere. Best caption wins....
Community matters….
It was good and it was grace and it was gift I never expected; in fact, I had imagined the opposite. Headed to a place thousands of miles from home where we didn’t know a soul, not speaking or understanding the language, differences in culture and...
Be still…and know
I don't see it coming when it happens-- Time plays tricks on me. The catalyst? My children, a l w a y s m y b a b i e s. In front of Herrenchiemsee, King Ludwig II's New Palace, on Lake Chiemsee in Southern Bavaria,...
What would YOU change?
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? Does your mind immediately go to those physical attributes you wish were different? There's two kinds of those, of course. The kind God knit together in secret places and before time...and...
The stuff of dreams and nightmares
In need of tender loving, my yard called me out the other day. Sometimes a place is so lonely it shows. There was work to be done, the kind that slippers you in a film of sweat and grime and manufactures nasty blisters, an unpleasant reminder that...
(I canNOT believe *I’m* an) Oblivious mom
I cannot believe I missed it, something everyone else I've talked to seem to notice right away. I can't believe it went right over my head and never, ever, EVER occurred to me until someone else pointed it out. I've always thought I was one of...
The day I hung out with Tim McGraw #TRUCKYEAH
Photographed by Dan Henry, talented photographer with the Times Free Press Sometimes reality tiptoes up behind you and smacks you upside the head with truth so obvious it's a bloomin' wonder you can see well enough to read: I haven't been a 20-something...
What happens when I read Billy Collins and make a cake the same day
More Than a Mixer bright sunbeam, rubied the shade of apples candied and lips painted red-- a match maker wedding flour and egg and sugar and butter and that shot of vanilla (most always vanilla) into something wonderful. they drool in wait to lick the...
Maybe it goes without saying, but just in case it doesn’t…
Sometimes I wonder if I make you sick when I write; mainly about remembrances and memoirs dedicated to my children. Here's why I wonder: I never reveal the dark side. Most of the time I'll disclaim perfection lest a reader think I'm declaring my babies...