Dueling Hearts

Sometimes I feel I have dueling hearts; One is wise and bows to every blessing, steeped in light and hope and joy. The other lives in shadows and memories, nostalgia for what could have been, worries for what might be. Each heart serves a purpose; one to remind me to honor the past, hold onto … More Dueling Hearts

Quiet Moments

The room is dark and cool, Thomas Otten softly plays as the dog snores gently between us. Countless nighttimes of comfort and routine, a precious gift, soul to soul; the trust, the love, the connection, to end the day in quiet communion, weaving a spell of possibility. How did I ever deserve this? Deserving or … More Quiet Moments

The In-Between

I am caught in the in-between times; the ‘bloom on the rose’ faded long ago, at 58 the passing of years leaving me not yet OLD-old, but heading in that direction with unnerving speed. My mother was right as she just about always was; time flies by so quickly. I still remember her standing in … More The In-Between

The Necklace of Time

We are living through such strange times, chaotic and unsettling. Up is down, down is up. The moments consume us until we think we will never arrive at the other side. Everything seems larger than life while we are living it, but with hindsight we realize that all of those moments are only pieces of … More The Necklace of Time

Mountain Medicine

Miraculously, Dan and I were able to grab a very short trip to our favorite place in the beautiful mountains of Western North Carolina in Bryson City, literally at the last second as the new semester begins. We’ve not been able to make our annual anniversary trip thanks to the pandemic, but no matter- we … More Mountain Medicine

This Moment

I had to smile. Lying in bed with Dan last night, Marley between us gently snoring as we talked and dreamed, one of Dan’s relaxing sleep tracks playing, and the soft whir of the fan bringing in the somewhat cooler-for-Birmingham summer breezes through the open window. Ahh, and the katydids! Their full-blown serenade filling the … More This Moment

On Chance Encounters

I can’t get his face out of my mind’s eye; a petite man, painfully thin with a face pinched by struggle and clothes grimy with wear. He was sitting against the wall of the little Southside Market that Marley and I pass every morning on our walk around the ‘hood. The man said something to … More On Chance Encounters

Castaway

Sometimes I feel set adrift, a castaway on an island in a sea of emotion. Life is both painfully beautiful and heartbreaking all at once. Instead of floating weightless in emerald waters of gratitude for my many blessings, I am tossed in the choppy waters of fear that it will all be taken away. I … More Castaway