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Category: Words

Thank You to a Real Lady

My Meme is a soft, sweet lady.  She will cluck and fuss over you with a cup of coffee and set you down to eat whether you are hungry or not.  She will always send you home with something she sewed or homemade pepper jelly.  With all her gentility, there…

Important Things We Can Learn From Children

A lot I don’t think we give children the credit they merit.  In the busyness of life, they sometimes become these little wild things that don’t stay in the box when we need them to most.  So we press and stuff and wheedle and yell at them to…

The One About My Trip To Africa

I read good books with a highlighter.  A couple of months ago, I read one that nearly dried a new one out. But I am just me.  I am not fancy and able. (from the book Anything by Jennie Allen)  While this quote encapsulates me in a way no quote…

Big Buts

My esteem for myself is firmly fixed.  It is neither overly inflated nor excessively shriveled.  I am getting opportunities to work on things I believe in and love.  Most importantly, my family is still in the fantastical Unicorn Years (that brief period of time where no one is in diapers…

A Mess of Beautiful

Last week I had the honor of participating as a juror in a regional arts event here in town.  Students wielding their hearts poured out on canvas or sculptures lined the hallways casting nervous glances at the group of judges each headed to our respective rooms.  I think if I…

Mechanics of Joy

Today I’d like to take something natural and beautiful…and break it all the way down into tiny pieces.  I love doing that stuff.  Just ask my husband. I want to talk about…joy. There are different kinds of joy, aren’t there?  I have been known to weep…

Well Done, Ms. Melba

When my husband up and moved us to College Station five years back, it was a terribly uncomfortable experience.  Because…up and moving.  I would get so lonely that I would pick the wallet from his pocket and call him and tell him he left it at home but I…

Do Good

This may come as a bit of a shock to those that don’t know me well, but…I am a bit rebellious.  I’m not a Valentine’s Day celebrater.  I may stand when I’m supposed to sit.  I just can’t wear leg warmers this go ‘round…

A Poem

About a month ago, I read about a cool thing that Matt and Lauren Chandler do.  At dinner, they take turns celebrating a child in their family.  This kid stands up in their chair and each person in the family gets to say something wonderful about them.  It can be…

Mama Grace

I have a…friend.  She is a wretched thing. You know what she did this morning? She yelled at her kids.  And said words like, ‘Why do you’ and ‘When will you’ and ‘Haven’t I told you’.  She unleased a force of verbal vomit that she could not…