Sitting out under the stars, waiting for Eli’s homecoming dance to end, I feel completely out of place. Dozens of much older-looking teens mill about in their Sunday best, making me feel even less like I belong here. My son is just a freshman. Fourteen years old. He doesn’t look like these young adults yet. …
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Fed up with selfishness
I reached a breaking point today over selfish behavior, and I’m still not over it. I vented on Facebook this morning… “Been awake since midnight, my heart heavy over pain inflicted on loved ones by the utterly foolish, selfish acts of others. It’s just too much to write about here, but y’all…can we just be …
A Cup Of Aggravation
You’ll never convince me that fast food employees deserve $15 an hour. Why? Because interactions like the following are not even remotely rare in my town. Wendy’s is offering their small Frosty for 50 cents at the moment. Money is squeaky-tight, it’s hot as Hades out, and Tuesday is the one day that all three …
The Road to Healing
In the days following Zach’s motorcycle accident last month, there was a lot of driving between Orlando (where my parents and kids were) and Melbourne (where Zach was hospitalized). The stretch of road we took was so pretty and peaceful. Lots of wide fields and grazing cows, white picket fences and stunning sunsets. Beauty is …
The Longest Night
Exactly one month ago, at this hour, this was my view: I posted it on my social media and called it “The Longest Night” because it absolutely was. Longer than a night of labor. Longer than all those nights with a screaming newborn at the breast. Longer than nights spent comforting a feverish child. Sitting …