writing
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The fictional character I relate to most in this season of life…. Apparently, I have entered my Ouiser Boudreaux era. Yes, that Ouiser from Steel Magnolias… sharp-tongued, honest as a cast-iron skillet, and just Southern enough to say the thing everybody else is thinking but is too polite to let leave their mouth. I was…
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Rambling on about fate, faith, bad timing, and the choices we swear we thought through… People love to say, “Everything happens for a reason.” It sounds comforting, doesn’t it? Like the universe has a clipboard, a headset, and a very detailed schedule. Missed the bus? Reason. Got your heart broken? Reason. Burned the toast, lost…
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If my home had to pick just one décor style, it would probably sigh dramatically, change the subject, and point you toward the monkey lamps. My style is a little eclectic, a little bohemian, a little farmhouse, and a whole lot of “this made me smile, so it lives here now.” It is not a…
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A witty little love letter to an old lyric, a good mama, and the kind of morning that needs a soundtrack… Some songs do not simply get stuck in your head. They move in, hang curtains, put a kettle on, and start rearranging the furniture in your heart. For me, that song is “Oh, What…
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There is something deeply human about finishing a book, closing the cover, and still feeling the story moving around inside us. Sometimes we are satisfied. Sometimes we are unsettled. And sometimes, if we are honest, we sit there quietly wishing the ending had gone another way. That feeling raises a question I have been turning…
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I have often been told I am a dreamer, and honestly, I cannot deny the charge. If dreaming were a minor offense, I would be guilty with glitter on my hands and clouds in my pockets. I have always had what some might call a dreamy outlook on life—part imagination, part wonder, part “look at…
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A love letter to home, independence, birdseed, and the little inventions that keep a body going… I suppose when you reach a certain age, you ought to have purchased more than one thing that turned out to be a blessing. If you have lived long enough, moved enough, learned enough, and maybe limped through a…
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Because apparently listening has become a competitive sport, and most of us forgot to train, and some of us don’t know how to laugh… Misunderstandings are one of those universal life experiences, right up there with losing your keys while holding them, walking into a room and forgetting why, and pretending you understood what someone…
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Somewhere along the way, life quietly moved into our phones. Not all at once, of course. It started innocently enough: check the weather, pay a bill, maybe order something you forgot at the store. Then suddenly there we were, living in what I like to call the Deep App State—that mysterious place where bills get…
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Reading has always been a form of travel for me. I can be sitting in my favorite chair, wearing socks that absolutely do not match, and suddenly I am walking cobblestone streets, crossing windswept fields, or standing at the edge of some ancient cliff with my imagination doing all the heavy lifting. Books do that.…
