Looking Back At The Giving Tree

The instant I mention any childhood books to my children, they immediately go to “The Giving Tree” by Shel Silverstein. I read to my children regularly and they always got a new book in their Christmas stash; but for some reason, this book stands out for both of them. So, of course it had toContinue reading “Looking Back At The Giving Tree”

THANK YOU MR. BURTON

Not to be dramatic; but I’ve recently come to the conclusion that Levar Burton and his show “Reading Rainbow” may have saved my life. Let me explain. I recently heard that infamous theme song to Reading Rainbow. You know the words, “Butterfly in the sky. I can go twice as high. Take a look. It’sContinue reading “THANK YOU MR. BURTON”

A Heartfelt Hike: Lessons From the Art Loeb Trail

So how does a 47 year old woman, heartbroken, and at her very bottom, find herself lost in the Appalachian Mountains with her daughter wearing only one boot? Well, to answer that, we have to start at the very beginning.

Who is The Baddest of them all?

Growing up in Mississippi, we’ve all heard the story of the Witch of Yazoo. And if you’re lucky enough to pass through Yazoo City, finding the grave of the witch is the biggest thrill a 14 year old can have! But for those of you who aren’t familiar with the tale of the Witch ofContinue reading “Who is The Baddest of them all?”

The Strength of A Southern Woman

Since Eve ate the apple, women have had to bear the shame and consequence of not just herself, but for society. We hold the responsibility for bringing life into this world, for prevention of life, for mentoring and guiding little lives into adulthood. Society blames us if we get pregnant out of wedlock. They blameContinue reading “The Strength of A Southern Woman”

A Grandmother’s Secret

“Some people are just the dirt in the bottom of a flower vase. Don’t make the mistake of giving them too much space; you gotta save room for the flowers that will take root in that dirt, grow with every curve and angle of your vase and blossom into full bloom for you over the top.”

The Real Pandemic

“Being on heroin feels like you have crawled into Jesus’ lap and he’s rocking you to sleep.” I was sitting in my apartment with all my friends, talking to a new guy we had just met. He was charming, rich, with interesting stories of growing up in Seattle, Washington and hosting a dinner for JohnContinue reading “The Real Pandemic”