Here, in Nashville, there’s a muted silence in the air these chilly, crisp pre-spring days. I’m calling it in between time. The few intermittent days of warm, glorious sunshine brought the buzz of activity. Now, there’s a hush in the air again. A...
Sssshhh! Can you hear it? Can you feel it? Or, is it just me? This year more than ever, I’m in touch with a stillness this post-Christmas/pre-New Years week. I’ve named it the “Tween Time.” There’s a hush in the air that feels sacred,...
Growing up, our family was the go-to hosts for our faith community’s visiting speakers. Often the guests were international. Many years have passed—three decades—since I hosted international visitors, the last time being in my 20s while I lived in Atlanta. I had...
Blush. My daughter, Grace, turns 20 in one month. And Easter weekend was the first time the two of us ever took off on our own together. Not for a winding interstate trip through the mountains to our South Carolina family. Just us two on an adventure, the destination,...
  I am friends with the playwrights and others associated with the theater. This is not a personal Kickstarter campaign but one that I support. Dontate here, only 4 days left to help make this a reality:...
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.
