Dearest Readers: Listed below is a bit of Chattahoochee Child: PROLOGUE – Rhythms October 2003 There is a rhythm to life, moving us at a pace we control by the decisions we make. When I was lost, and alone, I embraced the Chattahoochee River while listening to the melody of rhythms created by the symphonyContinue reading “CHATTAHOOCHEE CHILD – EXCERPT”
Perhaps this essay will be another chapter in “CHATTAHOOCHEE CHILD.” [My latest work-in-progress]: Mama wore her best house dresses when she was in a good mood, which wasn’t often enough. Those days, it felt as if the sunshine from the window kissed the living room with colors of the rainbow, at least for me. MamaContinue reading “Remembering “Mama””
Dearest Readers: Posting a bit of the story I’ve had dancing inside my heart and soul for many years. Too many years to mention. Yesterday, I realized I have to let go and write this. I hope you enjoy. Yesterday, my husband and I went to the theatre to see “I CAN ONLY IMAGINE.”Continue reading “Chattahoochee Child – Excerpt”
Dearest Readers: Although someone might say it isn’t early morning, for me it is since I slept fairly well last night. Crawling out of bed just before 9:00 am, I yawned, stretched and was thankful for a bit of sleep. Today Phil and I will go shopping. Seems he wants to go to Tanger Outlet. So, IContinue reading “When the Lightning From Storms Frighten Me”
Whenever I see lightning, I jump out of my skin, almost. My husband says even when sleeping, I will hear the thunder and lightning and jump or tremble. I do not remember doing it. Just a few days ago, we had a summer storm in the afternoon. I was in route to get my doggies from the groomer. Every time I saw the lightning flash, I jumped, while driving. It isn’t a pretty sight.
Dearest Readers: Happy Father’s Day to all of the father’s in the United States of America. Today is a special day, to give thanks and celebrate our fathers. From the moment we were born, most of us had a father. Maybe you have precious memories of your father, and perhaps there are some, like me,Continue reading “On Father’s Day, 2017…”
Yes. I know, I’ve been a bit negligent with writing in my blog. If you recall, on March 7, 2017, I lost one of the loves of my life. My little Sir Shakespeare Hemingway. My life appeared to stop after losing him. I cried. Oh…How I cried.
Over the years, the expression “Blood is thicker than water,” gave me a new understanding about that fictitious statement. If the blood within my family circle as a child was thicker than water, I recognized our biological blood never existed. Savannah, my disabled sister, was always described as the least attractive and illiterate familyContinue reading “Chattahoochee Child – Excerpt”
Dearest Readers: Below is an excerpt from “Chattahoochee Child.” A FAMILY MATTER… Domestic Violence…Domestic Abuse… Regardless what it is called, it is truly a vicious monster. A wild, destructive monster that roars with such anger and turbulence I vowed never to allow it to knock at my door as a grown up. There were timesContinue reading “Domestic Abuse — “A Family Matter””
On Mother’s Day, I hear so many precious stories about ‘mothers.’ How I wish I could share those precious words written with such love. I never knew ‘unconditional love’ from my mother. She placed price tags or poisonous words on all of her actions. I remember her saying, and I quote, “Actions speak louder thanContinue reading “On Mother’s Day”