Happy Birthday, G.O.B. aka Dad, aka Grandpa, aka Les, aka the very first man in my life… the one against to whom all others were always measured. I consider myself lucky to be your daughter; and I am so grateful that our kids have you for their Grandpa. You teach them, you play with…
Set the example for others by being the good you wish to see in the world
Happy 40th birthday Nathan. 40 years ago today – the world shifted and became better, because you were born. Today is one of my favorite days of the year; it’s the day you were born, the day that God placed my other half on this earth. You are one of the most incredible people I’ve…
‘Twas The Night Before Christmas’ Texas Style
My mom is an amazing woman. She is strong, beautiful, funny, passionate, loving, smart and the original Southern Belle. She is a SURVIVOR! Happy Birthday Momma. My Mom on her First Birthday My mom making it to her first birthday was a miracle. This picture, is a miracle. My mom was born in mumblefiftymumblesomethingmumble. She…
I had this week’s ‘This Week in Happiness’ post 98% done, and as I was adding the finishing touches, getting ready to schedule it, the news came through my FB feed…. Joan passed away in her sleep. I didn’t believe it at first. None of us did. There are threads upon threads in our Food…
Do you Boo? As best I can tell, Boo-ing is a southern tradition. It seems to be as southern as monogrammed yetis, golf carts at pickup, apple pie, and maroon vs orange. (Gig ’em!) This kind of Boo-ing isn’t the kind that you do when you jump out of the shadows and scream “Boo” at…
The past couple of Augusts I’ve participated in Shot@Life’s Blogust campaign by tweeting the #Blogust hashtag, and by sharing stories like this one about Princess Facing The World Head On. During Shot@Life’s Blogust 2015—a month-long blog relay—some of North America’s most beloved online writers, photo and video bloggers and Shot@Life Champions come together and share…
Never stop wishing on stars, Always believe in magic, and never stop being in awe of the everyday beauty of the world we live in
39 years ago. January 27, 1976. God started your story, which has become our story. You chose me, and even thought I fought it at first – our love story was, is, my destiny. From late nights on the phone, swimming, Joe’s Crab Shack, long distances, and pagers… Our love story is my favorite….
She lays her head in my lap and asks me to braid her hair. I weave my fingers through silky gold strands and remember when they were little more than feathery tufts. She holds my hand and talks of dolls and books, of science and world hunger. She shimmers between childhood and womanhood. …
