As I dumped the water, noticing how thirsty the roses, and as I refilled the vase, I thought: these are some of the most beautiful roses I’ve ever had. And. Funny: I bought them for myself. Then I realized how fitting…. Whether you have a partner or not...
Notice the difference between the photographs of the same species of bird, taken in two different states on the same day one year apart. There’s a story there. And I’m going to weave it here for you. For 10 lovely, but, upon reflection, intense first 10...
2020—What did you learn? What did we learn? What did I learn?: I may have just been accused of being Pollyanna. I question that of myself regularly. Yet, again and again, I justify my thoughts based on my experiences—which have included my own share of grief,...
Quickly, twilight was dimming down the warmth and visibility of our late afternoon walk. Thanksgiving was a week away. But my mind was digging into the archives of 2006. Back to another walk on this same park road also during the thinning veil of fall. It was a...
As we approach 2021 with held breath and fingers crossed, I’ve compiled a series of mostly Facebook posts that I wrote between January 2019 and April 2020 and publishing them here. I’ve been wanting to do this for some time. The feedback received was that...
Yet another female friend of “larger body proportions” has inspired me with an authentic social media post about loving the all of herself. This was my reply turned blog post. When I cut off my blonde curls and went silver and steel, a friend from college...
From Heartache to Hope: middle tennessee families living with autism, a book by Leisa A. Hammett & photographer Rebekah Pope. Click here for more info plus ordering details.
