Yesterday my little sister piled up turkey, dressing, casseroles, bread, pie, and salad for a neighbor and walked across the street. We drank coffee while she spent an hour chatting with him; he’s not really into big family gatherings, but he probably appreciated the quiet conversation. The day before Thanksgiving, I received a gift card… Continue reading Simple as that
Jane, Jane, Jane, You'll probably kill me for this (or at least you'll want to). I can't stop thinking about writing this letter to you, and when I can't get something off my mind, I take action. I think you know this about me, so I'm pretty sure you'll forgive me even though you don't… Continue reading Not so plain Jane
Today's post is an essay written by one of my English Composition I students, Jessica Bacon. Jessica was a true blessing in my life this semester; she's an ideal student, a loving mom, and a caring person. She is certainly a true elevator person to all those she encounters, lifting others up and not tearing… Continue reading Gifts
I must be brief this morning. My toddler is still quietly sleeping in her crib, curled up in a little pink ball. Last night, she resisted her normal 7:30 p.m. bedtime and wanted to watch an extra episode of Curious George, her current favorite cartoon. After that, she pitter-pattered around the house, dragging her "Good… Continue reading Chasing rabbits
Our plans for the entire weekend fell apart. A workshop I planned on hosting had to be rescheduled due to dangerous weather conditions. I felt so disappointed. I'd been looking forward to the chance to see old friends and benefit from the shared experience, strength, and hope during the workshop. I was elated that my… Continue reading We plan. God laughs.
Today I sat on a puffy leather couch at a local coffeehouse, answering questions posed by a kind woman who's writing a news article about our local recovery program. My enormously pregnant belly served as a great prop for my decaffeinated gingerbread latte. I curled my marshmallow-like feet up on the cushions. What a difference… Continue reading Keep coming back
Yesterday I had a relentless migraine that materialized before I ever got out of bed. My goal was to complete my last research paper for graduate school by bedtime yesterday; I finished six of eight pages, but I decided I'd be better off finishing it minus the nausea, pain, and throbbing which overwhelmed me. I… Continue reading Getting the morning back