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My Empty Nest
August 13, 2018
Ever think you’re buying an authentic product only to get fooled after the purchase? Yeah, me too. It’s so infuriating to find that from handbags to perfumes, or DVD’s to foodstuff, we are surrounded and tempted by fakes. Some of the experiences in which I should have known better include the following: 1. Purchasing a designer handbag in a ba...
By All Means, Read the Directions!
July 12, 2018
I’ll be the first to come clean: I’m the world’s worst at building up something in my little brain, only to be disappointed in the end. As an artist, I’ll envision some grand creation in my mind and how oh how stunning it will look upon completion. I proceed to make the quest to Hobby Lobby or an art shop and often go so far as to purchase the m...
Cancelled stamp of the beloved Diana. Copyright: fmua / 123RF Stock Photo
June 26, 2018
September 11. The space shuttle explosion. The death of Michael Jackson. The death of Prince. (Hey, I love music, what can I say?) There are times when we remember exactly where we were when the tragic news broke. September 1, 1997. Labor Day. I’d turned on the television while helping my six-year old daughter pick up her mess of a bedroom. From Ba...
June 08, 2018
Even though I just returned from a wonderful vacation with my family, I couldn’t ignore the news about the tragic suicide of Kate Spade and then today, Anthony Bourdain. Two Americans that seemed to have everything, chose to tragically end their life. I can remember buying my first Kate Spade bag almost twenty years ago and admiring her color choices ...
My newest graduate..the last bird to leave the nest..
May 23, 2018
A few years ago, when this blog was launched, I excitedly outlined in my menopausal brain what my most well-versed posts might be for the entire year: the background of why I moved to New Mexico, the majesty of the purple mountains, the deep symbolism of the quaking aspens in the fall. Blah blah blah. And naturally, on Mother’s Day, my original plans ...
March 27, 2018
I love spring in Taos. I love Easter. I love buying those infamous pink Peeps, coconut nests with jelly beans, and filling my daughters Easter baskets with random trinkets. Nowadays instead of filling their keepsake baskets with all sorts of surprises, the post office provides me with a priority box that gets filled with fake grass, gift cards and yes, ...
March 09, 2018
Ever since I starting writing children’s books my eyes have gotten worse. Naturally getting older doesn’t help, not to mention that I usually have a cell phone in hand resulting in eyestrain. I told myself that when it got to the point I couldn’t read a menu or a sign on the highway, I would just suck it up and get contacts. I had no desire to wea...
February 01, 2018
Sometimes I really wonder about my brain, as things come to me in the strangest of ways. I’m sure the Holy Spirit knows the exact way to speak to speak to us, as we are then way more receptive. I’m sure you’ve felt Him speak to you as well, or perhaps you call it “intuition” or a “gut instinct.” That, my friends, is God speaking to us. Thi...
November 16, 2017
The news has been recently full of sexual misconduct and allegations related to Hollywood moguls as well as politicians. What most have known has been going on for years, has finally been brought into the light. HOWEVER, (and please hold your anger until I finish my thoughts) I have to really question the thought process of some of these women. Sexual a...
September 09, 2017
Fall is upon us in Taos, New Mexico and I couldn’t be more excited. Chile ristras are strung and hanging from adobes, sunflowers line country roads, and windows are left open to feel the cool mountain breezes. While it would be easy for an empty nester to launch into a depression-filled lament of how much she misses her daughters, I refuse to do so...
August 27, 2017
This is a tough time of year for many parents. Personally, this pivotal time came much quicker than I’d anticipated. Sure, my husband and I had dreamt about it, prayed for it and yet now that it’s here, I’m left with great melancholy. As I type this post, I’m sitting on a plane, en route to Florence, KY, where I’ll have lunch with my o...
The Griswolds strike again...
July 12, 2017
Planning a trip to the big apple to ABC studios? Negative. Alcohol and Beverage Control of Virginia? Certainly not. Association of Bridal Consultants? Hardly. And no, I’m not referring to a summer vacation to Sesame Street. Perhaps I’ll have you wait a bit before I divulge the point of the initials in this title. And I’m sure you’re wondering wh...
July 05, 2017
I’ve replayed it over in my mind hundreds of times. Even though I was only nine or ten when it happened, I can still vividly remember the siren, the lights, the confusion… I loved to swim. Still do. I was a lifeguard during my teens and some of my fondest memories were at the local swimming pool hanging out with friends. But during the 70’...
June 27, 2017
​On the morning I turned 51, I gazed into the mirror and didn’t like what I saw. Although I’d earned every single wrinkle, stretch mark and age spot that glared back at me, it didn’t mean that I’d embraced it.
June 27, 2017
As for that in the good soil, they are those who, hearing the word, hold it fast in an honest and good heart, and bear fruit with patience. Luke 8:15 When I lived in Kentucky, our family would get so excited when the fruit stand finally received it’s shipment of fresh Georgia peaches. Memories still linger of sleepovers at my cousin Carolyn’s and...
June 17, 2017
Fatherhood and Floyd’s Barbershop: A Lesson Learned I’m willing to wager a piece of good ol’ southern pecan pie that most of my readers know the show to which I’m referring in this blog title. In fact, I have a few close friends with whom I love playing trivia regarding, you guessed correctly, The Andy Griffith Show. We have grea...
June 04, 2017
Let’s just put the “D” word out there and get it over with: DIVORCE. The horrific act that millions of couples endure or have had to endure, including yours truly. I have friends going through divorce now, have read about nasty ones on the news, and remember speaking with heartbroken students who felt shattered, saddened, and torn between two hous...
Carolyn and I at Christmas.. She made sure I always had a reason to smile and give thanks.
May 23, 2017
It’s taken me close to a year to write this one blog post. Over. Three. Hundred. Long. Days. Oh I’ve tried, don’t get me wrong. And yet every time I’ve attempted to hammer out the first sentence, the tears fly, mascara burns my eyes and I turn into a blubbering emotional mess who wonders if her Prozac is really just a placebo. (Yes ladies, it’...
January 30, 2017
​“But He said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am str...
December 24, 2016
There was an old woman who loved gifting shoes, She had so many granddaughters she didn’t know what to do… My grandmother Amanda, more commonly known as “Mandy” was an incredible woman. She was brought up hard in the mountains of Appalachia, orphaned at a young age, and raised on the campus of Caney Creek Community Center which later b...
November 18, 2016
Several years ago a close friend jokingly told me that her family put the “D” in the word “dysfunctional.” Little did I know that in just a few years I’d feel that my family was also in the running, especially since the holiday season was fast approaching and with great trepidation. It seems more than ever that family tensions go through the r...
November 04, 2016
“Come on, let’s do this!” I heard one of my dearest friends squeal. She then proceeded to ever so carefully climb out onto a rock formation hundreds of feet above the Rio Grande. I suddenly wondered if my friend of over 35 years was experiencing mid-life crisis and was teetering on the brink of insanity. But then suddenly I was right behind her, m...
October 12, 2016
Even though I was born and raised in America, I’ll never forget the date in which Mexico’s independence is celebrated—September 16. I’ll admit it’s seared into my memory for purely epicurean reasons: It was the date I tasted Chile Nogada for the first time. We were vacationing in Punta Mita, (http://www.stregispuntamita.com/en/video/17...
September 05, 2016
Have you ever asked yourself this question after hearing your husband say something TOTALLY inappropriate to you? Even worse, did your blood boil after witnessing your child’s boyfriend/girlfriend say something so rude that you’re counting down the minutes ‘til the ‘come to Jesus meeting?’ Unfortunately, we’re all likely to have experienced ...
August 31, 2016
As someone who flies back east to see friends and family, I often think of all the people I meet at airports, on planes or even in gift shops. We have brief conversations and then, poof, they’re out of our lives for good. But there’s also those rare occasions when a conversation I have with someone seems to stick with me forever.
August 26, 2016
These words really hit home. However, I’m learning to see this new empty nest stage of life as just that: NEW! Yes, there’s an exclamation point there for a reason. But before we pull on our boots and dare to go boldly into this new season of life, let’s put the obvious right out front: We may never shed the skin that’s tattooed with ” I NEED...
August 24, 2016
After visiting my old Kentucky home and talking with friends and family, I’m reminded of just how unique God makes all of us. He instills dreams within every person and then equips us with the skills and talents to achieve them. Yes, He grants us free will and is thankfully a God of second chances. I wouldn’t be writing this blog if He wasn’t. And...
August 21, 2016
”​Sometimes God will shut a door in a painful way, especially if we’re trying to kick it back open with a high-heeled shoe.” Signed, Me.
August 19, 2016
​This photo had a lot to do with me starting this blog: Brokenness. Someone, by accident I’m sure, broke a piece off of one of my favorite pueblo storytellers. Can you see it? One of the little children is broken on the large storyteller in the middle….
August 18, 2016
​Mothers are required to be consummate actresses. Whether it’s dramatically explaining the consequences of hanging out with kids that are bad influences, warning them of the dire consequences of sex before marriage, or simply being joyfully surprised upon discovering Santa Claus had visited overnight, we have no choice but to indulge in the dramatic...
July 27, 2016
​From the time of they were four and nine, both of my daughters were climbing onto wobbly barstools, scrambling eggs or flattening cookie dough. It’s a miracle my washing machine didn’t become permanently clogged due to the tons of flour washed from t-shirts and pajamas. I miss those days.
July 24, 2016
I’ve made it through life by traversing peaks and valleys, and silently praying that with each wrong turn is an escape route to spare me of bumps or bruises, all while experiencing great joy on those mountain top days when I felt invincible. Of one thing I’m sure: I can’t climb out of the pit or celebrate atop the peaks without the loving arms of ...
June 21, 2016
​If you’re anything like me, you’re still trying to fill the void left by your children leaving the nest. I’ll be honest, sometimes the days seems so dark that busyness in something…anything…is the only means to keep me focused.
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