We thought we were gods No mere mortal could touch us We were such children * Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL. * In a little over a month, my husband and I will celebrate our 25th anniversary. Looking back on our wedding photos, I'm amazed at how young we were, how little … Continue reading We were gods
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Commencement
This weekend my family was in Tallahassee to witness our oldest, our first-born graduate from college. Saturday morning JM and about 1,300 of her classmates were bestowed their degrees in the second of three commencement ceremonies. I was surprised that I maintained composure as well as I did. I choked up during the National Anthem … Continue reading Commencement
Toolshed
I'm not always the sharpest tool in the shed. I can talk a good game. I know a lot of big, fancy sounding words and can use them, most of the time, in the right context. But, I'm not comfortable having deep, intellectual, philosophical discussions. It's not that I'm stupid, I'm just more common sense … Continue reading Toolshed
Racing the moon
Her list of cryptic directions crumpled in his pocket, he followed her ribbon trail into the cornfield, weaving among the stalks. As the satin slipped through his fingers, he realized it was the same she used to piece together their marriage quilt. Dread filled him as he imagined her recent distractions as more than typical … Continue reading Racing the moon
Grayton Beach
This week's photos were taken at Grayton Beach State Park around the dune lakes. These lakes are rare in that they exist only in a small handful of locations around the world. They are unique in that they sustain both salt and fresh water environs. I need to find a better way to hike in … Continue reading Grayton Beach
Meeting God
Seeking answers where there’s none Wanting to believe Wanting to accept the lessons Learned at my grandmother’s knee Show me, let me see the wounds Let me feel the punctures Will that convince, will that Let me lie in the grotto, listening to the scraping of stone I can’t hear the angels' voices The breaking … Continue reading Meeting God
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