Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Of Life and Love
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Twenty-four years ago today I became a new person…a mother. Becoming a mother revealed qualities within me that I never dreamed existed. "Self-centered" and "self-indulgent" were stripped away the moment I set eyes on the little life we named Tommy…the miracle combination of me and Tom that God created and presented back to us. From…
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I'm playing hooky from work today (with permission)…maybe not the wisest decision in many ways, considering the holidays last week (I don't get paid when I'm not there), the expenses of this past weekend, bills that will need to be paid and Christmas just around the corner. But last year I had boxes piled around the house…
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I had a flash of deja vu this weekend when the priest announced to the wedding guests, "May I introduce Mr. and Mrs. Tom Shallue"… It helped that I was sitting in the pews, one of the wedding guests, instead of standing near the altar dressed in white. But still…it was a strange sensation. It was…
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I think Kendall's graduation cap and braided ropes hadn't been touched since she placed them on that chest right after the ceremony last June. I untangled the cords, hung them on a hook, and propped her cap up on her dresser. Stoney LaRue's voice floated in from the livingroom speakers…"May God bless you and keep you always, may your wishes…
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There are more truths in 24 hours of a [person's] life than in all the philosophies. – Raoul Vaneigem This struck a chord in me when I read it today. After a quick Googling and Wiki-read of Raoul, I'm not sure I would agree with him on much else, but on this we agree…what a difference…
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In one of my earliest memories, I'm lying in bed with my mother perched beside me…teaching me…"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep…" A few years later, she decides I'm old enough for a little more…"Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name…" The past couple of…
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My big brother Buster was headed to Viet Nam, saying his goodbyes, when I stood beside him in this photograph and smiled. I had no idea what was ahead of him. This was probably taken before his first tour of duty and so he had only a vague idea himself what to expect. When he volunteered…
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Frankie pecked at the door this morning – "where the heck are you?" – pulling me away from my writing and out for our morning walk, later than normal. I was entangled with words and story, reluctant to stop, unaware of the time. The sun was already up above the hill, the hollow full of…
Long Hollow 