Here is an updated photo of baby Luna, my granddaughter. She and I spent the day together today with her mama, Sarah; tomorrow, Grandma is going to officially babysit for a few hours all alone with this little 5 month old girl. We will see how the babysitting fares. Sarah admitted being nervous about leaving…
Category: Memories
One Way to Spend An Evening…
Well, I’ve waited until twenty minutes until midnight to write tonight. That means I truly only have 20 minutes to write if I plan to post before the clock strikes 12. Or maybe I better plan on 18 minutes, since it takes a few minutes to cut and paste and then add tags plus a…
9/11 – What We’ve Learned; What We Still Are Learning
On the morning of September 11, 2001, my husband and I were lying in bed before taking our kids to school when Ray turned on the television to watch the morning news. Suddenly, I heard him say, “Oh, my God!” I looked up to see footage of the first plane plowing into the first tower…
Lessons I’ve Learned from Losing 4 Siblings
As some of you know, I am from a family with six children (seven, except my little brother, Robert Alexander, died shortly after birth). All my older siblings: my sister, Leslie (11 years older); and my brothers, John, 9 years older; Jim, 8 years older; and George, 3 years older; have died. The only sibling…
2nd Scene of Story
Zachary watched as Sadie slipped into the back seat of his father’s Pierce Arrow alongside her grandmother. He and his mother stood on the back porch and waved as they drove down the road in the opposite direction from downtown. “Oh, my Lord,” Mary Catherine sighed. “I can’t imagine the pain our sweet Johanna is…
1st Scene of Story
It was 4 pm on a mild afternoon in May of 1930 and the small Texas town of Sherman had gone from drowsy to wild with rage in only a few hours. A colored man had reportedly raped a farmer’s wife and there was talk that he had mutilated her, as well, and that she…
Reflections on the Passing of A Friend
Ingrid, my friend of over 30 years, has died. A friend I knew very well a long time ago, but with whom I had been out of touch until January of this year when we reconnected via Facebook. In June I discovered that she was ill, and only three days ago I learned that she…
“Healing” Writing
Well, I still haven’t done my paperwork – no muse visited this afternoon – but I have written my little heart out this evening and I’m happy about that. I have just concluded my “Writing as a Way of Healing” class and I spent this evening doing some healing writing of my own. While I…
Revisiting My Novel/Memoir…
I am thinking of returning to the memoir/novel that I worked on for a hundred years and looking at it with fresh eyes. I have work-shopped much of this writing and have had lots of feedback in the past. I’ve written and rewritten and gone from surface issues to much deeper ones. But I made…
“Calf Rope” – An Intuitive Reaction I Can Trust
Today is the day that I say “calf rope,” as we used to say in my family when my brothers or I were pinned to the floor by our opponent in a wrestling match. I assume this expression comes from the rodeo when a calf roper is done with the roping and jumps up to…
20 Minutes a Day 