A Room of One’s Own
Virginia Woolf said it best, “A woman needs a room of her own”, and that is truer today in our fast-charged lives than ever before. When my children were small, I didn’t realize the value of having some time alone. It took me many years of yelling and screaming and generally being a grumpy old mom to learn that I must have some time alone periodically to recharge my batteries. It is difficult in a family for the mother to justify time for herself… Read more
Caregiver – Who, Me?
Caregiver – is that my new role? I saw the term listed in black and white on the ALS support group form someone asked me to fill out today. The kind woman explained I should put my information in the caregiver block. Really? Doesn’t that make it official somehow? … Read more
Bathing Beauties
It’s that dreaded time of year when women venture out to purchase a swimsuit. I’m no exception and made my pilgrimage on a recent sunny afternoon. My moment of reckoning arrived soon after I entered the tiny dressing room with a fist full of bathing suits of all shapes and sizes and colors… Read more
Poem of Life
I ran barefoot in unexpected spring rains
I ate sugar sandwiches for lunch
I jumped the waves at Myrtle Beach
I felt cool mud squeeze between my toes
I climbed trees and hung upside down … Read more
My Butt Fell on Top of Old Smokey
It was a scorching summer day in 1973 when I first faced the inevitable truth that my body would change with age. I was still young and strong enough to expect to always be young and strong. That all changed the day I noticed my butt had fallen on top of the Smoky Mountains. I detected this unexpected betrayal of the human flesh, high above the rest of the world, where gravity still exists to… Read more
Love is in The Air
“Finally. Where have you been? Father Bryant is ready to start the rehearsal.”
Julie Parks reached for the work bag with wedding notes and detailed seating charts and slung it over her shoulder as she slid from the car. She followed her niece into the magnificent old church and marched down the aisle, heels tapping on the marble floor… Read more