SPOOKY TIMES

How about that 2020? That new decade, new beginning, new… wait a minute. Well, I guess you could definitely say what we’re facing now is new. Two things you should probably know about me, if you don’t already. I’m a professional worrier. And I am […]

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BELIEVE IN NASHVILLE

Two weeks ago, I attended a get together in downtown Broadway in which “the 1998 tornado” was talked about a lot. It happened 9 years before I moved to Nashville, so I only know the stories I’ve been told. Not a single person could have […]

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TWELFTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS

Ever know something, but not really KNOW it? Like, you know this one fact, but the weight of it doesn’t really click until you have this light bulb moment and suddenly it all makes so much more sense. This has happened to me a lot […]

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NEW YEAR PERSPECTIVES

Its a rainy January 2nd. A perfect day for coffee and writing. And taking down the inside Christmas decorations later. My year kicked off with a fire pit in the backyard with my husband. We gave each other for Christmas a new Solo Stove Bonfire. […]

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PAUSE AND LOOK BACK

Let’s face it. It’s the end of year. It’s the end of the decade. We’re all taking a moment to look back and look ahead. We’re in that weird limbo time between Christmas and New Years when time seems almost suspended. I spent a lot […]

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THIRTY-NINE

I turn 39 today. Which means I’m staring down the barrel at 40. Frankly, that feels so strange to say, because so I don’t feel that old by a long shot. Yet, I wouldn’t go backwards in age even if I could. Life brings wisdom […]

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FREEDOM

A friend on Facebook posed a question yesterday: “What freedom in your life are you most grateful for?”  I confess, I clicked the little button to get notified of comments before I left my own, because I was struggling to figure out how to answer. […]

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MOTHER’S DAY

I have my mother’s hands. I don’t know if anyone else has ever noticed this, but I do. When I look down at my hands, I see my mom’s. And I happen to love that fact. I do not have my mother’s memory. Mom has […]

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