Any time I leave the house, I always ask my husband and kids if they need anything from the grocery store or Walgreens or Target or wherever I happen to be headed. They usually do – and it’s almost never something easily located. Daughter 1: “Yes...
Summer for me has always been a great marker of time. More so even than Christmas, as lovely, sentimental, and holy as that season certainly is. It’s so easy to float a summer wind back to visceral warm weather moments, a slightly sun burned body...
Plumes of black smoke stuttered up from the muffler of my grandmother’s abused Buick Riveria as she rocketed down the unfamiliar winding road. Zack and Angie, my much younger brother and sister, squealed gleefully as they tumbled over every each...
The Crestview Cemetery was in plain view. It was way too spooky, too dark, and too unkempt for me to linger any longer than I already had. It never had any visitors. Not even the hoodlums bothered to vandalize it. I glanced over at the tombstones...
Do you have a soul gardener in your life? Soul gardeners live a life of intentional nurturing of others. To these compassionate connectors “you reap what you sow” isn’t just a salient quip to point out the negative consequences of one’s actions; it...
The clock was bearing down on midnight of a day that already seemed 86 hours long when Tony and I crossed into Welch, the once booming mining town that many of the old-timers still called “Little New York” because of the confluence of cultures who...
Snoring makes me an irrational, seething, rage-filled lunatic. My husband, Tony, fell asleep on the couch over the weekend when we were watching a movie. I was still awake and had every intention of finishing the movie. However, between the grating...
The words we speak conjoined with the tone with which we deliver them can either be a force that inspires good feelings and open hearted interaction or little land mines which ignite negativity, reinforce reactivity and spark conflict. The Blurt...
I was awake before the alarm, determined to make the morning as easy as possible for my girl. My daughter was entering a school for the first time in 14 months, a new school. No longer was she entering a building crammed with adorable five year olds...
“You Can’t Control the Wind but You Can Adjust Your Sails” Between the stay at home orders and the frozen tundra which shutdown most of Texas, like many of you, I have had plenty of quiet time to reflect on my life; where I’ve been, where I am now...