I’ve have written before about my son’s wife who, in February, had a massive stroke at age 49. She is making progress. It’s slow but it’s progress and for that we are thankful. The risks I recently took had to do with being with them for an extended stay. I had been wanting – needing [...]
The Risk of Asking . . . and of Getting an Answer
During a recent telephone conversation with a very dear friend of mine in Atlanta (where I used to live), I was reminded about the risk of asking God/Spirit/The Universe a question. The answer can be yes, it can be no, or it can be maybe/not now. I’ve certainly heard (and learned!) that lesson before, but it [...]
Risking Emoting
I love to listen to Story Corps on NPR. I love the concept of people sharing stories that will be archived and held safely for the world to hear. We are our stories and when we share, we connect at a very deep level. The risk about story corps for me comes from the fact [...]
The Green-eyed Monster
Like most Southern ladies, I’ve been taught not to compare myself to others. Someone will always be smarter, richer, better looking than I am. No two people are on the same path. Someone else’s success doesn’t equal my failure. And so on. But the other day, I slammed face-first into an intimate comparison. An old [...]
Heartache
A few days ago I took the risk of being honest with myself. I sat down and wrote about everything that hurts right now: all the pain that follows me around, all the unfinished business and emotional uncertainty that causes my heart to shrink into a tiny, hard ball. My heart is a peach [...]
Asking for what I want
Once I had an employer who told me that he always gave me what I asked for, because he had learned that I only asked for what I needed, and that granting my request would be good for the company, as well as good for me. I wish everyone felt that way, because I believe [...]
Profile Picture + One
“The younger generation” has grumbled about how the average age on facebook is old enough to be grandparents. It didn’t start out that way. But as time goes on, more of us who have seen many more birthdays have found joy in reconnecting with long time friends. In our hectic lives it is time-saving to [...]
Do You Hate Me Now?
For the past 16 years, I have been mothering a mostly delightful child. OK, let’s be more specific. For the first 12 years, an entirely delightful child. Then things started to change. And now, 16 years into motherhood, I can truthfully say I feel like I’m living with a possessed alien. I’ve never known such [...]
