Nashville, A Community That Loves Food & A Cookbook That Eloquently Documents That Love
Have you heard? Nashville loves food! Nashville has become a town of foodies, among other things. Long before national media named us the "IT CITY,"—a moniker that makes us both puff with pride and tremble a little about what we may become after everyone moves here,...
Listen To Your Mother, Nashville, Videos Live Today, Here & You Tube
A warm-ish late February, 2014, was fading into March when 80 women and one man auditioned for Nashville's inaugural cast of Listen to You Mother. Thirteen of us were chosen to share the stage in voicing our experiences of motherhood, having a mother, choosing not...
Feel the Heat
Lean into it. One of my former adopted mentors used to advise us to feel our physical pain. She was the leader of a group of women who all were experiencing symptoms of systemic yeast syndrome, which, back then, in the late 80s, was a newly recognized health...
A Full Circle of Family, Love, and Art
Through the building's glass walls, the greenscape of Atlanta back dropped our meeting. Around the table sat architects, interior designers, builders, and developers. There, in their midst, I had one of those moments: part "AHA!" Part warm fuzzy. One...
“Grace Walker Goad: Two Decades in Color”
One year. Ten years. Sixteen. Eighteen. Nineteen. I remember those significant birthdays of my daughter. But, as a friend suggested yesterday, today's number is pivotal. Not only is my daughter no longer a child, she is no longer an adolescent. She is fully an...
Hello, 54, and Welcome!
Recently, I was a part of a good-sized group of women for a fabulous project. We had numerous photos taken of our group and were filmed several times. Which...gave us ample opportunity to do that thing that women nowadays do: self-deprecate. Some of us were masters at...
After Pomp and Circumstance: What’s Next?
A small, rainbow-colored glass magnet attaches her picture to the side of our fridge. The photo freeze frames her donning a graduation hat, perched slightly crooked with a large bobby pin securing a cowlick-y clump of hair near the backside of her head. The girl in...
