There's a light at each end of this tunnel, You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again If you'd only try turning around. ~ Anna Nalick, "Breathe." Wreck of the Day. Sony Music BMG, 2005. I try to learn from … Continue reading Try turning around
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Teach your children well
For the last six summers, my daughter, JM, has worked at a local Gulf front seafood restaurant, first as a hostess and later as a server. Having worked as a server myself during college, I empathize with how difficult this job can be. Long hours, unpredictable customers, low wages, and physically demanding, working in a … Continue reading Teach your children well
Reunion
This week I've joined the Indie Ink Writing Challenge. Stepping out of my comfort zone, relying on a stranger to inspire me, or confound me. Jason Hudges (Life & Otherwise) tasked me with this challenge: "Your oldest son has just become the first American Pope; your daughter has just become first female president of the … Continue reading Reunion
Lost in translation
With all the goings on surrounding my daughter and her recent graduation, her pending grad school plans and the inevitable moving out of our family home, I fear my son is getting lost in all the sibling adoration. The Boy has had more than his share of set backs in the last few years, struggling … Continue reading Lost in translation
Like mother, like daughter
Last weekend my daughter marked a very significant milestone. My mother and her husband made the trip from Tennessee to be with her during this important event. Throughout my entire life, my mom has fussed about her weight. In my childhood memories, I saw her as heavy, when in actuality she was average size. Her … Continue reading Like mother, like daughter
A power unto her own
One step closer to your future One step further from me That tenuous cord Stretching, pulling, near its breaking point I knew, I felt the moment You were a part of me Before blue lines Before white coats You are still nestled Beneath my heart You can still Take my breath away You can still … Continue reading A power unto her own
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