The best way to finish something is to start. We could start with how many times I’ve started this post in my head, or we could start with the come-apart I had in the car on the day 14 days ago. Thankfully no children were present, and only the passerby in the parking lot…
“Mom, this is crazy.” Is what he said just before we marched around a picnic table in our backyard seven times. I’m sorry, you did what??? We marched around a picnic table in our backyard seven times. Who: the cowboy, me, and our two boys. Where: on our farm When: Wednesday…
Is this thing on? Tap. Tap. Can you hear me now? I wasn’t sure if my computer would work it’s been so long since I opened it. You’ve heard you can’t be two places at once? It’s true. To be present offline is to be absent online. The…
They were everywhere. Tall ones, short ones, skinny and fat, bushy, prickly ones. Weeds. They were choking out our garden. It’s astonishing how fast they come on after a few summer showers. The time to declare war on the pesky pest was now or never lest our garden plants perish!! Our tiller’s on the…
The dam broke & my mind raced back to the night of that heated exchange. I was standing at the foot of their bedroom steps in the midst of a teenage tantrum. The summer air was suffocating in more ways than one. His words spoken through gritted teeth, ringing in my ear, “You’re…
It’s May. Need I say more? How ya holding up? Have you and your crew wrapped school? Are you attending graduation(s)? Recitals? End-of-the-year-this-end-of-the-year-that? Gifting out the wah-zoo? And lest we forget decoration, for all the Southerners out there! WHEW!!!!! How about we press pause on May, take a deep breath and play…