The Woman Who Came Back to Life

I've had this fear of being in a car accident and waking up days later in the hospital with no memory what happened other than getting out of bed the morning it happened. How weird would that feel? Would I be scared or relieved that I couldn't remember the harrowing events of a wreck that... Continue Reading →


Two Years

In high school and college, I spent hours honing my ability to craft good introductions for my papers. I love finding the perfect first line for anything — essay, article, short story, blog post. However, I have found no good way to introduce the fact that Dad died two years ago today. You try to... Continue Reading →

Saturdays with Nanny: You’re Embarrassing Your Mother Edition

After listening to two of her daughters teasing each other while checking out at Goody's... Nanny (to the cashier): I didn't raise them this way.

Saturdays with Nanny: I Can’t Drive 55 Edition

Mom: It seems like since I've gotten this CR-V I don't drive as fast as I used to. I mean, in my Camry sometimes I'd look down and I'd be flying down the interstate. But right now, here I am going 50 in a 55. (Looks at Nanny) Or is that just me getting old?... Continue Reading →

Facebook Can Kiss My Ass

No, I'm not rage-quitting Facebook, but I am boycotting the whole "It's been a great year! Thanks for being a part of it." thing that keeps popping up on my feed. All apologies to anyone who has had a good year and created their own and shared it, but I just don't care to relive... Continue Reading →

Because I Forgot to Get a Card

To the woman who packs a week early for a two-night Thanksgiving stay… To the woman who is a breast cancer survivor… To the woman who just cannot get enough Gaither videos or The Waltons episodes… To the woman who found a way to carry on after her husband's passing more than 27 years ago… To... Continue Reading →

Saturdays with Nanny

Nanny: The reunion is the second Sunday in October. Mom: So it's next Sunday. Nanny: No it's the second Sunday. Mom: But tomorrow is the first Sunday so next Sunday is the reunion. Nanny: Well, it's not Sunday yet. Tomorrow is the next Sunday.


Before walking became a "cool" exercise, my parents were all about going walking. I remember summer evenings marching around our huge back yard with Mom, Dad, and my brother for several laps multiple days every week. One evening my brother wanted to race from the very back of the yard to the back of the... Continue Reading →

Saturdays with Nanny

Saturday's discussions about where to dine for lunch inevitably turns to the lack of places to eat in Pickens and then to the restaurants that are coming soon, namely Zaxby's — which, due to my grandmother's trouble pronouncing her Xs, turns into Zappy's. Me: The article I saw in the paper says it's going to... Continue Reading →

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