Sometimes things don’t work out when and how we want them to because they aren’t supposed to do so. Sometimes the solution reveals itself is down the road in time. The week Tennessee and most of the nation’s shut down, we went from three personal...
A bawdy artist friend posted on “the Facebook” about baring her untanned “excessive” belly flesh by donning in a sports bra and shorts for a stroll at the park and no longer giving an eff about the disapproving looks she received. It was the...
Pandemic salve, solace, and salvation have manifested in the form of forested park walks these last nearly four months. Hardly a day has passed without their denouement. Emotional fatigue, battles of the mind, of the heart, were almost always dissected in the cocoon...
Happy birthday, yesterday, to my only child. My daughter. My baby—now grown up young woman. Last year you turned a quarter of a century and those closest to you gathered at a restaurant and celebrated your milestone birthday. This year, while only a year older, of...
Today, June 10, I celebrate 60. I embrace my age, I embrace aging. To age is a privilege. More to learn, feel, grow, taste, dance, paint, write into words, celebrate—if I be so fortunate. I thought I might channel some “wise words” to write here. But, they...
Dear Peeps, You know why we’re having racial protests right smack in the middle of a pandemic, don’t you? Think hard with me here….In this sub-series in The Journey with Grace—”Grace in the Time of Corona,” I’ve been writing about...
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.
