She sits and types away. College essays. Twelfth grade. I remember 12 years ago. We were contemplating moving here. Lexington, Kentucky. I did not want to. Not because I don’t like Lexington. But because it didn’t seem right. We’d tried it before. Twice. Third time wasn’t a charm. Or maybe it was. Because I’m still … More here
I was not at all expecting the tide of emotions on Thursday. Our workplace had a visitor, someone who does similar work to ours in Stockton, California. We had the chance to hear about his ministry, his family, and ask questions. He, along with his wife, son and daughter, live in the inner city. From … More Marie Callender’s
This is the third Spring we’ve lived on Loudon Avenue. Our first taught me a gardening lesson: Our backyard is not conducive to gardening. Our second taught me that I am not a master container vegetable gardener. So, this Spring, I planted flowers only, sans one cherry tomato plant gifted to me. Mind you, I … More So I Planted Flowers
Upon a Sunny Day 