I thought about you the entire time I was away. I thought of you while traipsing barefoot through the sands of the land I came from. I thought of you while I listened for my song on the wings of the dusty wind and the dirt roads I call home. And I thought of you …
I’m still lying in my bed sipping my coffee and thinking about how to tell the story I am about to tell. It’s about adversity. It’s about how we face that adversity and it’s about the first time I found myself waiting for a boy who never showed up. I was 5 years old; his …
My great grandma Pearl was big on gardening. She harvested her own black-eyed peas, pickled her own beets, canned cupboards full of summer tomatoes that carried her well into winter, and grew squash the size of small babies. Her hands held stories, soiled and wrinkled with the richness of her small southern plot of life, …
Gosh it’s been a busy, running start to the year and for the last couple of weeks, life has been teaching me about surrender. I’m not going to go into the whole story. It’s not important. But here is the guts of it: I made a mistake. I didn’t know I had made a mistake …
