My oldest daughter is getting married. For months now I have been planning, conceptualizing, and pinning things to Pinterest boards. I have vacillated through various emotional stages, as mothers of daughters do in times like…..well, ALL of...
It’s withered and covered in a perpetual coating of coal dust. It is nestled deep in the bosom of the Appalachian Mountains; isolated and not particularly sophisticated. But, if you’re lucky enough to ever see the fog cascade down East River...
Once again life has presented a change in my best made plans. When we sold our dream home four years ago and moved from Charlotte to Houston – I knew I was in for a big life adventure. While it was a bittersweet move because of leaving all my...
It was late when I pulled up to the grocery store. I’m always forgetting at least one thing. One particular cashier loves to yell out, “Just couldn’t stay away, huh?” I slung my purse over my shoulder and was walking, looking down, when a voice from...
The day my mom died, my husband called one of my best friends, Erin, while I was in the shower drowning my tears. I needed the softness of her. He knew. By the time I emerged from the steamy bathroom in my thread-bare robe and towel turban she was...
When is the last time you perused self-help books on Amazon? From “You Are a Badass” to the longtime best seller “The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People” the world of expert advice for self-improvement grows bigger every year. Sadly, a lot of the...
My husband, Justin came to me this week with the most long-time-married Valentine thoughts ever. “So…..Do you want to go out for Valentine’s Day, or stay in for Valentine’s Day, or do nothing at all? Should we do something the day after...
Our tear-streaked mascara formed Rorschach masks across our faces as we held each other at arms length, circling the front yard in an awkward two-person, tequila fueled Rugby scrum. It was her dad, returning from a day of looking at farm equipment...
What is love? Is it an emotion? Is it a choice we have to make every day? Is it an emotionless commitment we make to someone to stand by them through thick and thin? Is it a euphoric feeling associated with infatuation? Like you, I love a lot of...
I’m sick. Congested, body aches, watery eyes, and looking like I was dragged behind a runaway horse for a very rocky mile. I want my mom, but alas, she moved far away. I messaged her today to ask her to give me one reason why she couldn’t just hop...