There’s a lot to see in this image. It’s been a minute since I’ve studied the nuances represented in the steel of my mother’s countenance. A bit… Read more “A picture is worth 1,000 words [or in this case, 567]”
A tale of Thanksgiving redemption
As I observed this spirited and thoughtful young woman on Thanksgiving, I made a wish for a shift in thinking. For a softening of my heart to allow for creative solutions to sharp issues.
That is a lesson worth slicing up to share.
Clarkesville native commissioned as second lieutenant
One family’s legacy of military service deepened with the recent commissioning of Anna Sapough of Dahlonega as a second lieutenant in the Georgia Army National Guard. She’s… Read more “Clarkesville native commissioned as second lieutenant”
Remembering a mother’s legacy
“…Grieve if you must, but not for long. You know I’m not much on tears. Know that I am with Mama and Lyn and any more who chose the right way and follow me.
Also, I can walk and I am truly whole – think of it!
Now get on with your business of living and know for certain, I am at peace and waiting.
Eternity is a long time.
Be always warm in knowing I love you, ’cause I know I was loved.”
Over time, an iridescent orb forms in the aftermath of the nurturing, transformed into a single bead on a special occasion string.
A life well loved
John Andrews adorned us all with his celebratory high-church joy, in starched plaid shirts and saddle-oxford shoes.
An early morning errand on a workday Wednesday delivered me to a whimsical destination. It had been a while since I’d made the right turn to Misty… Read more “Misty memories”
It’s a thing at Sewanee. Chasing sunsets. On the domain capped by the University of the South, there are overlooks with fancy names. Morgan’s Steep. Green’s View.… Read more “Sunset legacy”
A Sewanee story
In my last-minute quest for shelter on a no-occupancy mother-daughter weekend, I ended up in a stone chapel turned tiny house perched on the edge of a… Read more “A Sewanee story”
Am I good enough?
Am I good enough? This is the question I’m pondering as I prepare for a second writing workshop. This year marks the first time in a really… Read more “Am I good enough?”