My mind turned to the strong women in my family, and echoing in my heart were some of the sayings that my Kentucky Nanna would say to me.
Today is my birthday. It has been much like any other day. I have loved on animals, cleaned barns, pulled weeds, done laundry, gathered eggs, trimmed the dog, washed dishes, picked blueberries, vacuumed, and made dinner. Mundane. Ordinary. Yet, as I hung Mr. Lilacs’ shirts to dry I thought about how blessed I am to
Many of you may not know, but my dad was a pastor. I have childhood memories filled with pretty Easter dresses and good food around the table with family and friends. However, on Good Friday my mind always turns to a sermon that my dad preached about the crucifixion. That was the day that the
I wouldn’t say that I am extremely sentimental. There may be several reasons. One possibility is that I have started over several times in my life, and along with that came moves that meant I had to determine what I really wanted to keep. Or it could be from the years I spent as a
I am thankful for home and beer box trees… I knew our living room would be much smaller in the new house, so I ordered a thin 7” tree when I was sure we were moving. (OCD planners, I see you!) When trying to fluff this tree I was feeling a little fussy about how skimpy
I am thrilled to organize a social event for church or community-wide celebrations. I take joy in small details, looking for items and activities that will make guests feel special. On the day of the event, I am filled with happiness watching the enjoyment of others, having an ever-watchful eye to anticipate the needs of
I did something crazy and bought tractors. Yes, that is plural, not singular tractor. I hadn’t laid eyes on them until they rolled into my driveway on the back of a truck. The tires were dry rotted, they hadn’t been started for years, covered in rust. I only knew they ran when they were parked.
9/11/01 A Day that started out like any other. I had just sat my 10-month-old daughter down with toys so I could wash breakfast dishes and prep dinner. My younger brother ran through the door without knocking, again not unusual. He went to college just a few miles away and would often stop by my
Labor Day is the official start of Fall to me. I grew up in Maryland and the holiday was the last hurrah of summer, then we would return to school. My scrawny self would have been slinging a paper bag this weekend with 10 papers in it. Labor Day sale ads were heavy! My mom
This summer brought a visit to where I grew up. I choose these words purposefully, I wasn’t born there and in the almost 30 years since my family left, I have never thought of it as “home”. But it is the place that shaped me. As my niece and I explored, I was the tour
I recently came across a social media post I had written (I will place it below). Life is different since I wrote that post, my sweet baby is many hours away and in her doctorate program. We see each much less now and she has her own home. However, some things have remained the same.
This is a harrowing tale about a naive girl that thought pigs always came ready to jump from the package to the oven, and then right into her belly. (This is also a story of what happens when your husband asks you what kind of ham to buy and you say “just pick one”) Right
