I never, ever thought that, 1) I would turn out like her, or 2) I would readily–and maybe even proudly–admit that I have become my mother. Martha shunned modern-day technology that gave the world things like cable television and … Continue reading
Chronicling certain episodes as I traipse through life not only gives me writing practice; it forces me to notice and become aware of seemingly unimportant details that heretofore simply blended in with the day-to-day mix. For example, just yesterday, … Continue reading
After nearly twenty years of living in the South in places like Newton, Alabama, Bay Saint Louis, Mississippi, and now Hopkinsville, Kentucky, some mannerisms specific to this region were bound to become woven in my personality. Distant objects are ‘over … Continue reading
My foray into the supposed golden years of my life is forcing me out of my comfort zone in a myriad of ways, and it doesn’t always feel good. As if looking in the mirror every morning isn’t enough of … Continue reading
The best writers write about what they know, and the easiest way for me to blog daily is to recount my days. That’s what I do when I journal every morning, and it has worked well for many years. … Continue reading
Even though I haven’t been able to eek out a piece every day during this 30-day writing challenge, I have written most days, and I consider that a success, considering I had stopped writing altogether for a few months. … Continue reading
Something really amazing happened yesterday, but I didn’t realize it at the time. A woman whom I had previously met months ago at my support group meeting showed up again yesterday, and when our eyes met, we smiled and nodded. … Continue reading
One of my many character defects is that I nurse grudges. It’s something I can remember doing even as a young child, particularly with people who loved me the most, like my mother. Today I am appalled at how hurtful … Continue reading
Well, what do you know? It’s the eighth day of the month as well as the eighth day of my self-imposed 30-day writing challenge–a commitment intended to push me back into writing, something I’ve always loved to do but … Continue reading
When New York Yankees pitcher CC Sabathia publicly announced that he was an alcoholic and that he was entering rehab, a lot of thoughts ran through my mind. Empathy mostly…for I am an alcoholic, too. I wish him the best. … Continue reading