I have experienced the unexpected this week. Not in a huge way, as in nothing revolutionary happened. Nothing far out of the ordinary, I suppose. Yet. Thinking back to Sunday, which was Palm Sunday. My son was in Kentucky for his spring break and performed a recital in Louisville. His sister surprised him by attending. … More unexpected
Today marks my son’s 23rd birthday. So I felt it appropriate to write a bit about him. As far as children go, some people want a bunch. I wanted two. I wanted a boy and a girl. The boy being the oldest. And that’s what I got. Interesting, since other details of my life haven’t … More twenty three
As I consider Christmas, and what I’d give myself if I gave myself gifts, I consider grace. The word grace. Plain. Simple. New year. Resolutions. Goals. Thoughts as to what I want to change. The word, again, comes to my mind. Grace. Give myself grace. I am not perfect. I am a person. Over and … More grace
I wrote this on Sunday. Just got around to posting today… This past week was a week. As in rather trying. Emotions and words and faces. Joys. Hopes. Memories. Voices. Smiles. Hugs. Thank yous. I’m sorries. I got up Wednesday morning feeling physically worse than I have in a long, long time. Headache. Emotionally drained. … More thoughts on the week
I took a walk yesterday evening. I like to walk despite the fact I like to run. I came home after work, after teaching a piano lesson. And decided to walk. Even though. I had a dishwasher to unload. Clothes to fold. Emails to read and respond to. I decided to take a walk. Even … More the process
I’ve had the conversation with my daughter numerous times. I tell her I believe the work I do is important. Imperative. And it’s fine that it’s not on the front lines. That I’m not loud or in someones face. That I feel my work is to be there in the day-to-day. In the neighborhoods. With … More all I’ve got
I am a song lyric person. I believe I’ve mentioned it before in my blog. When I hear a song, I often think of a person. I relate the song, based on the lyrics, to a person I know or have known. Not always, but sometimes. Often, actually. Brown Eyed Girl. A classic. And I … More brown eyed girl
Last week on Sports Center. Bryan Station High School, the high school both my kids graduated from was featured. A buzzer beater shot to win a basketball game. One of those highlight reel moments. They made the top ten. Only a moment. Brevity. But it happened. I went to the Red River Gorge on Sunday. … More highlight reel
I heard Here Comes the Sun Friday morning. The first song played, 9am sharp, when Rock & Roots on WUKY began. Apropos I suppose since it was an overcast, somewhat rainy morning. I began crying during the intro. Why? Yes, I know it’s a happy song. So why? I’m not completely sure, but a mini … More sun, moon and stars
I’m not exactly sure why, but on Sunday afternoon I straightened a few things up. As in my home. I moved some clutter out of my son’s room. And made a plan for the remaining bit. I took a few minutes to better organize my closet and while it doesn’t look great and a “neat … More dream
Upon a Sunny Day 