The stretchy stirrup pants are beyond their original navy blue. They have faded and no longer fit. They’re too worn to donate. I keep them tucked in the back of a drawer because they hold in their fabric the autumn of 1985: the house on the lake, my … [Continue reading] about The pants
There is one spot on this entire earth I hold most dear in my heart. It’s a place that was created when a huge boulder rolled from a mountain eons ago, landed in the Coal River about 20+ feet away from the steep bank, and created a flow around at the … [Continue reading] about The ring at the rock
For 20 years, I’ve kept one of those touristy OBX license plates hanging on the wall near my workspace. It’s a reminder of a vacation my husband and I almost didn’t take in 2002. The day before departure, my doctor called and said I may or may not … [Continue reading] about The Outer Banks or the outer limits?
In 1992, when my daughters were 8 and 2, we camped at Cave Run Lake in Kentucky. At the visitor center I found a book titled “Walk When the Moon is Full,” where the author describes 13 moonlight walks with her children and their nature observations. … [Continue reading] about The book stays the same but I love how the message changes
How one message helped save my life Early October, 2014 I have little time left to live, if you want to call my existence living. Months spent on two waiting lists. Two false alarms. One liver wasn’t viable and I don’t remember the reason for … [Continue reading] about Second chances and the power of kindness