It’s Only A Stage

The summer sun is out to stay, until a little shower pops up to water our gardens. Kids are out of school and running between our houses barefoot in my neighborhood. I hear laughter and basketballs bouncing right up until the time the sun meets the horizon and passes...

The Morning I Fell In Love

I fell in love in the fifth grade. I met Him when I was five, but that fifth grade year, He really stole my heart.  We met every morning at 5:30. And I forget how old you are in the fifth grade, but that’s real early for a kid. I didn’t care. There...

A Word to All The Mamas

Our bags were thrown on the counter, still packed from our hospital stay. Brandon was frantically searching for the “therapy” paci. It’s supposed to strengthen his suck, they say. I was holding wrestling my very sick seven week old, begging for him...

My Place

It was a brick house that sat on the hill. Blackberries grew right on the property line, and in the summer, on hot days like today, we’d throw those old strips of plywood across the top of the bushes and go pickin’. After a few hours in the sweltering...