I am a holiday lover. I guess growing up in a home with a mom who decorated for every holiday season rubbed off on me. And the Christmas season is the biggest celebration of the year, where I redecorate the entire house for a month or so. Boxes and boxes of decorations are stacked in … Continue reading Tis the Season…of Loss
Inspiration
The Braves Bubble
I have been a Braves fan since I was a young girl, back when you could walk up to the window at Atlanta Fulton County Stadium and buy a ticket 5 minutes before the start of the game and make it to your seat on field level before the first pitch was thrown. Back when … Continue reading The Braves Bubble
Life is Short
Life is short. It’s a phrase we hear often…and it’s accurate. Compared to eternity…or even compared to history…our lives are but a blink. Small blips on a never-ending timeline. We usually use this phrase to remind ourselves of the brevity of life, so we will remember to focus on truly living to the fullest every … Continue reading Life is Short
Dance On
My friend Mildred died recently, just one week from her 101st birthday. I last saw her at her drive by 100th birthday party last year. She waved and smiled at each guest as a long line of vehicles queued up and waited their turn to give a word of congratulations on becoming a centenarian. She … Continue reading Dance On
Follow the Peace
We have a phrase at our house. Follow the Peace. We have tried to teach it to our kids, even while we ourselves have attempted to follow our own advice. Whenever there is a major decision to make, follow the peace. New job? Follow the peace. New home? Follow the peace. New career? Follow the … Continue reading Follow the Peace
September 12th
One blink and 20 years have passed. Yet, the horrors of 9-11 seem as fresh as the day they happened. The footage I have seen every year brings it all back like it was yesterday. I am glued to the TV, just as I was then, because I have a need to watch it again. … Continue reading September 12th
Relax
I don’t know about you, but lately I have been feeling a great deal of tension. Not from my own life necessarily, though there is always plenty in my world to deal with. This apprehension is coming from the outside. I don’t watch the news. I am limiting my social media time. Still, there seems … Continue reading Relax
Refugees
What to say? What to write? No one needs my opinion on world events added to the cacophony of voices and noise, yet I feel compelled to speak. Obliged to write. To be a voice for the voiceless. If for no other reason so that they may be “heard.” I am referring to the refugees … Continue reading Refugees
The Painting
A misshapen hand grasps the paint brush with the skill of one who has painted for millennia. The canvas is blank. It is a new piece beginning. Not that it will be all that different than previous pieces. Same colors, same textures, same layers…just in a different order. A new form, an experiment really, as … Continue reading The Painting
The Language of the Falls
Minnehaha I hear the sound as soon as my foot hits the trail. Rushing water. I breathe deeply. Inhaling with intention. Exhaling tension and stress. Closing my eyes. Inhaling fresh air, peace soaks into me through the sounds of the water. Opening my eyes again, I begin my hike beside the river which is swollen … Continue reading The Language of the Falls
Michelle's Mosaic 