Category: Just thinking…

  • Today is the first ever Mindful Writing Day, and I almost missed it. Small Stones is a term used by Fiona Robyn, from Writing Our Way Home, to describe a moment when you stop, focus and really pay attention to one thing and write it down, using words that evoke the senses. I began gathering…

  • Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers, why not gather your own bouquet? ~ unknown     For the first time in almost a week, I went for a walk with my puppies this morning. I had a chance to work at the elementary school, but I turned it down, and I've only…

  •   As she has for more than ten years, my sister joined me and my girlfriends at the beach this past weekend. From my earliest memory, Brenda has been my closest friend, and, along with my mother, my role model and inspiration.  Despite the eight years between us and my bratty personality, when I was…

  • I stepped out for my walk before the sun stretched into the Hollow this morning and right away considered running back in for a sweater…or at least a shirt with sleeves. A 'cold' front blew through our part of Texas yesterday, knocking the high temperatures down from the triple digits all the way to the…

  •   How do you deal with disappointment, and what lessons do you have to share from those experiences? That's BlogHer's Life Well Lived Getting Happy question of the week and it's had me sorting through my past, trying to remember disappointing moments in my life. It was tougher than I thought it would be –…

  • I've been sitting here listening to Alabama's Greatest Hits, getting all sappy, thinking back to another Friday the 13th almost 30 years ago when I said "I do"… … and thinking even further back to that night at Gilley's just a year earlier when Alabama sang "Feels so right…" and Tom and I were the…

  • I swayed on the porch swing, listening to Dave Matthews harmonize with crickets, cicadas, and two puppies breathing. I leaned back, contemplating the contrast of shadowed leaves against a dusky blue sky, noting the one early star peaking out from the eaves on my outward swing. No wind. No leaves rustling on the branches. No…

  • “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” ~ Declaration of Independence  An armadillo shell lies on my back deck. I gave up tossing it into the woods.…

  • He was dirty and carried a cardboard sign ever closer to my car that said something like "Homeless Need a Job Hungry God Bless."  I focused on the "hungry" and rolled down my window. My son was with me, so I felt safe. "Would you like some almonds?" I asked, holding out a snack-sized ziplock…

  • I sat on the porch swing this evening listening to David Gray and watching the cardinal couple dine at the feeder. Just as the sun slipped below the trees, I felt myself slipping, too, into worry about the future. But right away I hit the brakes and scrambled back up to reality. It hit me…