I’m Not Sorry….
It'd been nearly 10 years since I met up with my friend from the small, informal playgroup in which we were both members when our children were babes. Long ago she'd moved to Western North Carolina. When I vacationed in Asheville last summer, we shared a meal...
An Irreverent Homage to a Mentor
Someone special left earth Monday night. I met Jim Newton when I was a whipper snapper still in college, a senior holding down my studies and commuting an hour from school to the 1982 World's Fair in Knoxville where I was the communications director for an on-site...
Going Easy on the Eyes
It's been a wordy week here at "The Journey with Grace" with two long posts ("An Irreverent Homage to a Mentor" bookending the week on ArtsFriday tomorrow,) and with the week's kick-off post featuring a personal domestic affairs update and...
Grace
grace n A favor rendered. A[n...] immunity or exemption; a reprieve. Divine love and protection bestowed freely [...]. The state of being protected [...]. Suddenly....Life as I'd known it somersaulted up into the air, spinning. Spinning....
Divorce 2.0
...This is the blog post that once upon a time I dreaded writing. Back last early June when I moved out of the house I shared with Husband 2.0, I dreaded the thought of coming here and posting this very personal and once very painful news. And then, over the months as...
GraceArt Featured in Artism 2012 + An Opportunity to Contribute!
Gangbusters! That's how it's going in the land of GraceArt* over here. Why? A lot of reasons, but in part kudos and gratitude goes to a pioneer autism mom who is making her way across the country and world, driven by her passion for "artism." ...
The Epidemic of Comparison
"Please. Let's not do this to each other." In an Oprah Magazine article by Elizabeth Gilbert, author of Eat, Pray, Love, those are the words said by one mother to another when one mother watches the other organize a scavenger hunt and claims,...
