Category: My Evolution

  • Clutter and chaos – the catchphrase of my house and life right now. Even my to-do lists are a mess, scribbled on scraps of paper scattered all over the house and shoved to the bottom of my purse. I am on a roll of writing and house projects…but I feel like someone trying to run with…

  • I felt it yesterday morning, like a palpable echo. When I awoke and remembered my college kids were back at school, I could feel the emptiness of their bedrooms. I didn't have to worry about being too loud and waking them…didn't have to remember to leave a little coffee for the girl…didn't need to think…

  • I've discovered a whole new world that I didn't even realize existed. Until about a year ago, I knew nothing about autism. I was aware of it…I personally knew children with it…but I didn't have a clue how complex it could be until I became involved with Jobs4Autism, the nonprofit website my employers sponsor. Since then I've read…

  • I was down all day…knowing what was ahead of me, wondering if I would be able to find the right words…wondering if I would be able to explain myself and my reasons clearly enough…hoping there would be no tears.  The overcast day matched my mood and added to the melancholy. It's so sad when a relationship…

  • A song came on the radio this afternoon – one I'd never heard before. I was punching buttons and this line jumped out at me from a country/western station…"I feel like 17 when I'm in my hometown…" Well, I'm not even sure that was the line, but it was something similar and it made me think…

  • This year I resolve to sell my book and become a millionaire. I'm setting up an archery range in my mind. Yesterday I posted about some abstract, daily goals for the year. They still hold true, and when it's all said and done, I still believe what's most important is just trying to figure out and…

  • Dear Secret Santa, It was after 2am before I discovered them… After hugging the last guests good-bye and straightening up the kitchen, I headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed; there it sat, balanced on the edge of the tub where I couldn't miss it, despite the exhaustion-and-champagne-induced fog settling into my brain…the Big Blue Gift…

  • It's a scary feeling…your kids going out the door on their own. It doesn't help knowing parents have been doing it since time began. You know…you KNOW…things can happen to your kids. You know it just takes a second…a blink of an eye…a tire on a wet road… But you also know they can't grow…

  • This will not be a 'big' Christmas for us, as in piles of wrapped gifts under the tree. We're already buried under college loans and (yes, I hate to admit it) credit card debt….all those family trips and Fiftieth Birthday get-togethers are catching up with us, I guess. No need to bury ourselves any further with gifts we don't need.…

  • We had two Christmas parties this weekend. Saturday night was so much fun and we stayed up so late, though, that it was hard to work up enthusiasm for our annual church dinner/dance Sunday night. None of our closest friends planned to attend and I couldn't help but wish we had bought tickets to the Daughtry…