Step Two. Came to Believe

I used to facilitate an expressive writing class at our county jail.  One of our fun activities involved using something called a story starter.  A story starter is a way to give the writer a place to begin.  I would give each young lady a slip of paper with a sentence written on it and […]

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Step One–Powerlessness

  This morning as I sat in mass, I noticed four sets of parents that I recognized because their kids had gone to school with our kids.  I knew one couple because their son and our oldest son had gone to kindergarten together.  It gave me a warm feeling seeing those parents sitting in front […]

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Let’s Talk About Drug Addiction…

    This past week Nashville’s mayor, Megan Barry lost her son to a drug overdose.  Just typing that sentence takes my breath away.  Not because I knew the mayor or her son, but because I know that it could have been me.  I’ve had friends and family members who have lost children to this […]

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Planting Trees

    My mother used to tell me that we don’t plant trees for ourselves.  They are a gift that we leave for future generations. When I posted my last blog, my sister made a comment that encouraged me to keep writing.  She mentioned that we never know who we might encourage or inspire and […]

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Keep Pedaling…

  Last year, I completed a manuscript that I’d been working on for a very long time.  There was some initial interest, but it ended with a ‘no, thank you’.  So, I did what all respectable southern women do…I took to my bed.  I’m not sure if you know what that means and perhaps it […]

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Wild Chickens and Me

Paradox is hard to miss here. It forces me to pay attention.  Modern high-end resorts sit next to the ravages that Ivan left behind back in 2004.   The lovely beaches, I expected.  The flood of childhood memories was a surprise. Chickens are everywhere.  They announce the sunrise to all who attempt to sleep past the day’s arrival.  […]

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