Dear Holiday Allie: Chill-lax!
A few nights ago, the husband hesitantly asked me when I was going to find my Christmas spirit. I didn’t even get mad at him – because he’s right. I don’t have the spirit. I’ve been having a really...
View ArticleAutism Angel: Mary Hendricks
Once upon a time, I was a very stressed-out and scared mom. That was last week – no, I’m just kidding. I’m talking about my own personal annus horribilis. The year was 2003. We’d just received our...
View ArticleCurrently & Have I Lost My Writing Mojo?
It’s no secret that I haven’t produced much original material on my blog lately. It’s not that I haven’t wanted to – I often have essays and ideas swirling around in my head. They just never seem to...
View ArticleThe Blessing of 93 Years
This week we lost the matriarch of my husband’s family, his Mammaw. We’re all sad, but we also feel some relief that she’s at peace. This weekend we’ll travel to Virginia to honor and celebrate her...
View ArticleRoad Trip Reunions
Over the years I’ve written a lot about my love of travel and the benefits of embarking on our epic (in my mind) family road trips each summer. I have insatiable wanderlust! One of the things that...
View ArticleCurrently – Proud to be an American, Book Love-Less and Getting in the Groove
This past week has made me so proud to be an American. I’m an Olympic Junkie. I cheer our athletes from my family room as if they were my children breaking world records. I weep almost every time I...
View ArticleThoughts On Forty-Seven
With the kids on my annual birthday hike up Sawnee Mountain (on the day following the actual day!). Today is my birthday. I’m forty seven, a number that really is hard to fathom. I guess it’s just a...
View ArticleA Family Update
Hi friends? Remember me? I used to blog here quite regularly, but lately…not so much. I miss this place and I miss you. I’ve been very busy and feeling the need to write something that wasn’t business...
View ArticleHello There
I am such a liar! When I last posted (September!!), I believe I pledged to be more present here. Obviously, that didn’t happen. I should have known better. The fourth quarter of the year is always fast...
View ArticleThirteen
Thirteen, a teenager. No longer a little boy, the toys are all but gone. You no longer call me “mommy,” I am no longer to call you Cammy. Holding hands is a thing of the past. You have a whole...
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