Dear One, When you died about one month ago, you caught me off guard. You became suddenly ill, and 24 hours later, you were eating pizza, fruit cake, and pudding cups in heaven. I can't say I didn't see it coming. There was something inside of me that whispered, "Go see her more often" about… Continue reading Turning points
I woke up humming a tune. “Whippoorwills in the willows…” I love that little song. It takes me back to a sweet time in my life when I had fewer cares and responsibilities, a time when love enveloped me like the warm comforter I nestled in as I awoke with the June sunshine streaming in… Continue reading How to move
Big thanks to my lifelong best friend, MeLissa Massey Horseman, for making gratitude a family affair. I love you, MeLissa. Dailen (9 ½) – I’m thankful for a house, my family, and myself. I feel that thankfulness means you are appreciative and have a good attitude about stuff people give you. Lexa (8) –… Continue reading Oh, to be thankful!
Today's post is written by Dr. Teresa Burns Murphy, one of my writing mentors and former professors. Every time Dr. Murphy contributes to this blog and sends me a post, I cannot wait to read it. I know I'll enjoy the story--and I know the story will speak to me. Bethany asked us to share… Continue reading Liz, Mom, and the Witch
*The following essay was written by one of my students, Samantha Jones, in English Composition I about a place of significance. While this essay is not in letter format, it does pay homage to the memories of her childhood and her sister. For that reason, I asked for her permission to share it with all… Continue reading The Ravine
*Here's another cat's tale from Debra Dickey. This post reminds me of all the fur babies I've had over the years and how much joy they've brought to my life. Thanks, Debra, for the great reminder!* Growing up, my parents didn’t allow us to have inside pets. We had plenty of animals, but because we… Continue reading Another cat’s tale
*Thank you, Lorie Mink, for sharing your reflections and gratitude in this post.* While searching my closet for a pair of slippers, I came across my mother’s Bible. It’s been sitting on the shelf since we moved in the house three years ago. And I can’t remember the last time I opened it. Mama’s been… Continue reading My mother’s Bible