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 →
Day 25 in the Dear Gratitude project is submitted by yours truly :). Dear Need, I first remember meeting you, Need, when my father fell from his heroic platform in my mind. Grappling with drug addiction, he stood in our living room in Augusta, Kansas, in 1984, and admitted that he had fallen for Caroline.... Continue Reading →
*Thanks to Mary Agrusa, a fellow blogger, for writing the entry for Day 9 of the Dear Gratitude project!* I'm honored to contribute to Bethany's blog this month. I dedicate this post to my sister. Dear Pate, As one of the two remaining members of our immediate family, I'm happy to spend these final chapters... Continue Reading →
*Thanks to my pastor, Paul Seay, for serving as today's guest contributor.* “For women, though, without children of their own, who like mothers have nurtured and cared for us, we pray to the Lord…”—Book of Blessings, USA., United Methodist Book of Worship, page 438 My own mother, Clora Lee Walker Seay, went home to heaven... Continue Reading →
*Thank you, Teresa Burns Murphy, for stepping in as today's guest contributor. Check out Teresa's website for information on her novel.* My dad has a reputation for being good with numbers. This is one of the reasons he has been the official attendance taker at church and Sunday school for many years. He also has... Continue Reading →
*Today's blog is written by my friend, former professor, and talented author, Dr. Teresa Murphy, for her sister Liz. Happy birthday, Liz!* Today is my sister’s birthday. I won’t say how old Liz is, but she’s two years older than I am. Consequently, just about the time I was making my debut, Liz was hitting... Continue Reading →
My stepsister Sarah lived with us from the time I was in first grade until the end of fifth grade. My three sisters and I loved having one more girl around. That's not to say we didn't have our typical childhood squabbles. But for the most part, we were happy to be together, and we... Continue Reading →
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