Tears of delight gathered in my eyes because my Grandma Joy often called me Dearie. That sweet endearment took me right back to moments with her and to our love.
Recently, on one of these quiet wandering adventures, I did a lot of wondering. I have no idea where some of these thoughts and actions come from, but here they are.
I would love to write a flawless first draft, where every word on the page is beautiful, complete, and polished….
A Girl God Heard ~ My Satchel Story I have always enjoyed going to church – even when it meant…
I’m often asked what to do with stories Legacy Givers want to share in a bigger way. This topic always…
We have to decide up front that If we let the hurts linger, they have the power to fill us to the brim with the kind of fear that paralyzes the words and stunts our growth as authors.
All my life I’ve heard there are two topics to be avoided: politics and religion. In my childhood, the same…
Something was off. There was no time for leisurely choosing the tastiest seeds or nuts. Instead, it was a grab and go kind of day. Somewhere out there an enemy lurked, and the birds were on guard.
While you may not need all this information right now or ever, it’s good to be aware of these potential…
I love taking pictures of the moon. I am willing to go outside in almost any kind of weather get…
It was just a regular-sized bag of M&M’s with peanuts and not guilt-ridden contraband.