It’s been quite some time since I’ve written anything here. And because of that, this post will mostly be an attempt at getting down some thoughts that have been brewing for a while. So, here’s a warning: it’ll be lengthy and hardly profound. This fall has been one of the most tremendous seasons. I feel …
Letters to Ruby
June 20, 2014 Dear Ruby, Today, your mother found out she was having you. She’s known for a while there was a baby growing inside of her. We ate at this new little bistro in Mount Juliet the other day—over by the movie theatre. And she told me about the way she could feel you …
The Start of Fall [and feeling like Meg Ryan]
Fall. It's a thing for me. A happy, gleeful, joy-filled thing that reminds me of childhood pumpkin patches and Junior High dances. Mother's delectable apple cake and Mondays in college when I'd bake fresh, pumpkin muffins. Fall brings bonfire weather and cozy cardigans and memories of evenings spent playing the piano beside a flickering fire. …
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Magic in the Ordinary
From my perch on Momma’s bed, I can see the outside bush beginning to blossom. The small, pink buds collect raindrops, and I feel sorry for it almost. It will undoubtedly freeze once more before Spring truly greets us. All is still in the house, and I am reminded of those slow, still, sleepy mornings …
When Adventure is Actually Staying Still
Adventure (n): an exciting or remarkable experience So, I'm sitting here in the sunlight sipping on cold coffee because I'm too lethargic to go top it off with something warm. The two bright eyed pea pods are fast asleep in the cribs, cuddling with fuzzy little bunnies. And I'm sitting here thinking about what adventure really …
