I don’t have any words that are remotely adequate. I’m so grieved for every part of what happened Wednesday night. I can’t even imagine the depth of grief that the families of the victims are experiencing. I feel so sad for my state of South Carolina and for beautiful, historic Charleston. I am thankful the suspect is in custody, but am  bewildered by what could have happened in his young life Read more […]

This time last year, we were four days out from Anna and Brad’s wedding, which took place here at the house. It was beautiful and magical and so much fun to host family and friends, but let’s be real. It was a lot of work. Also, the two weekends prior to Anna’s wedding, two other close family friends had weddings, and three weeks prior we celebrated Anna and Caroline’s graduations from Samford. It Read more […]

I’ve never been a fan of reality TV. I don’t watch the Kardashians, or the Bachelor, or Duck Dynasty.  I did watch Honey Boo Boo a few times, but it was like watching a bad car wreck and not being able to take my eyes off of it and wanting to close my eyes all at the same time. My life has enough drama on its own, and I just don’t need to watch other people’s drama in my free time. Then this happened. http://www.cnn.com/2015/05/21/us/josh-duggar-child-molestation-allegations/ And Read more […]

Really, this is what happened. I was on a roll and felt like I’d written some decent things. Everyone tells you writing is hard work, and this is true, but you have to write for it be hard. It’s not that hard if you don’t do it, which is what I have not been doing for the last almost two weeks.  Plus I started asking myself a bunch of questions like, “who even reads this?” and “what if it’s nobody?” Read more […]

On August 5, 1989 I became a mother to Anna Esther Reid.  Two weeks early, she arrived the day after I stopped working, knowing that I’d have at least two weeks to nest before our baby came. We didn’t know if our baby was a boy or girl until the moment she was delivered. Anna completely turned my world upside down. I’d alway wanted children, and had suffered two miscarriages prior to her birth. Read more […]

Everybody thinks I’m an Extrovert because I’m pretty loud and energetic and sort of funny. I talk a lot and have opinions about everything. You don’t even have to ask me and I’ll give mine to you. Actually my Myers Briggs score is pretty evenly split Introvert/Extrovert, which is weird. I tell people that I think I wear the mask of an Extrovert as a coping mechanism.  I hate large cocktail type Read more […]

Yesterday I mowed the grass and discovered a new and intriguing fitness tip.  I wear a Fitbit One fitness tracker and try to get 10,000 steps a day.  I definitely don’t get that many every day, but I do try.  It tickles me when my Fitbit encourages me with messages like “only 1300 more steps until you achieve your daily goal.” And I love it when it calls me an overachiever for going over my Read more […]

Church and I go way back.  I’ve been in, out, in again, out again, not sure for a while, discontent, back in a little bit, on the fence, one toe in, all out, and all in again. There’s probably not an emotion involving church that I haven’t felt. I’m a bit of a spiritual mutt as well.  I was born into a family that was Southern Baptist. I accepted Christ and was baptized at the age of nine, which Read more […]