At our teacher training on Monday about how to teach writing we had about 10 minutes to write. I chose a childhood memory of my horse Jack...here it is. There once was a horse girl. She collected those plastic horse models, drew pictures, and was generally fascinated with all things horse related. Her horse Jack … Continue reading Jack

Generally, rocking, swinging, and movement have always comforted me. I have been known to frequent playgrounds in order to find a swing set, though my favorite is ALWAYS a tire swing hung from a high branch in an ancient oak tree. I am sure it has something with my need to have wind blowing through … Continue reading Simplicity

I love winter. Southern winter that is. I love the snow, the cold, the wind. All of it. However, in Georgia winter never lasts more than a few days at a time. I feel sure that if I lived somewhere where snow stayed on the ground for more than two days, or where it was … Continue reading Longing

One of the most asked questions a cancer patient hears after being diagnosed is “What can I do for you?” or “How can I help?” There is the usual, bring a meal, or take the kids to soccer, and of course pray. But friends cannot go through chemo for you, nor can they sit in … Continue reading You Can Save Lives

I don’t remember when I started writing messages on mirrors. I think it must’ve been a graduation, or maybe a birthday. I did it to make the recipient feel special and celebrated. It grew from there to include Valentine’s Day, Father’s Day, Alive Days, Interview Days, Test Days, Just Because I Love You Days, and … Continue reading Message in the Mirror

Daffodils are the first flowers of spring. This year I saw my first ones in January! Only in Georgia, with our crazy weather would the flowers be confused as to what season it is. Now that it is February their yellow faces are gathered in fields and along roadsides, fully awake and poised for spring. … Continue reading Daffodils

I love the cello and I want to learn to play one. However, my musical skills are lacking, so it is not even a remote possibility. My personal history has taught me well. I took one year of piano as a child. Mrs. Sandifer, my teacher, endured it…barely. I could never remember the notes, and … Continue reading The Cello

I have a sweatshirt that has stood the test of time. It has been outgrown for many years, yet I cannot dispose of it. I own it, but it is not mine. The wide horizontal stripes are gray on the top, then red, then green on the bottom. It has a polo horse on it. … Continue reading The Sweatshirt

I went to the Fighting the Fires of Hate: America and the Nazi Book Burnings exhibit at North Georgia College last night. It is excellent and free. There is a series of lectures as well. Last night there was one about how to teach the Holocaust in schools…hard topic for any age, but especially 5th … Continue reading Holocaust Lectures and Exhibit

It’s Louise’s birthday today, and I am a bit subdued. A year of firsts continues on. Seems to me that the further we get into the year the more I miss her. Today we would have had a party. She was all about birthday celebrations, never over the top, just family and cake. Whatever time … Continue reading Happy Birthday Louise