I got a tattoo. Wait…don’t go. I have a reason. It started probably 6 to 8 years ago, when my kids…the boys particularly…began talking about tattoos. I downplayed the conversation, dismissing the chatter as kids enamored with a passing fad. Of course tattoos would go by the wayside, I thought. All fads do. In a … Continue reading If You Can’t Beat ’em…
Family
Ever After
Love is not always a feeling; sometimes it is a choice….that statement just about sums up our 28 years of marriage. We do not have a happily ever after story… we have an ever after story. After your world falls apart. After your lives are forever altered. After trials and traumas so numerous it seems … Continue reading Ever After
Happy Day
Blonde headed boys with freckles play in the surf. Dad is throwing the Frisbee, mom is attempting to smear them with suntan lotion before they are completely wet. Sister is drawing circles in the sand with her toes and picking at seashells looking for the perfect one. A wagon overflowing with beach toys sits beside … Continue reading Happy Day
The Meaning of Father’s Day
There are those who would say that Father’s Day is another attempt by Hallmark to get our money. Maybe they’re right, but I choose not to see the commercialism of the day, but the intent behind it. Honoring fathers is something that is not often done in our society, so setting aside one day seems … Continue reading The Meaning of Father’s Day
Love Language
Food is my love language. Seriously. I have a long line of Southern cooks in my family to thank for this fact. Southern women, of which I am one, learn early that food=love. By the age of 6, both my sister and I could make biscuits without help. (Melinda was actually 3 the first time … Continue reading Love Language
Rollercoaster Ride
As parents our hearts are overjoyed when our kids are happy. The opposite is also true. When our kids struggle we feel our hearts breaking. Because of this, parenting can be a roller-coaster ride of emotion. It is not for the faint of heart. If you have more than one child, multiply the wild ride … Continue reading Rollercoaster Ride
Breakfast in Bed
I don’t remember how old Aaron was when he first made me breakfast in bed on Mother’s Day. I do remember what he served me. Soggy cereal, toast with quite a bit of jelly, a still-frozen-waffle with peanut butter, and a glass of milk. There was a silk rose as well…all on a cookie sheet, … Continue reading Breakfast in Bed
Mothers vs. Fathers
There is a significant difference between mothers and fathers. This probably comes as no surprise. We have known since we were children that moms do things completely differently than dads. Moms care for us, dads push us to move forward. Each can switch it up and some can do both. However, I find that moms … Continue reading Mothers vs. Fathers
Milk and Bread…and Peanut Butter
For all my non-southern friends...better known as Yankees… You laugh at us, heck even I laugh at us, but there is a reason southerners run to the store for milk and bread at the mention of winter weather. It is the Ice Storm of 1973. I was born and raised in Atlanta. Therefore I am … Continue reading Milk and Bread…and Peanut Butter
Freeze Frame
“Nashville is colder than a milkshake.” It’s what my grandmother used to say, and this past weekend it was true. The temperature dipped low, the wind whipped, making it feel even colder. But even the frigid temps could not diminish the warmth in my heart. Aaron graduated from Belmont University with a business degree in … Continue reading Freeze Frame
