My father’s shoeshine kit hearkens back to Sunday mornings when I was a child. He sat on the edge of the bed, his stocky frame sinking the mattress to the floor, and propping one foot at a time on the cedar valet, he polished his shoes, back and forth and back and forth. Sometimes, if […]
What I Want To Hold On To
I was one of the original bloggers on the Internet. I started my first blog in 1999 before they were even called BLOGS. Today, it seems like everyone has a blog these days and it’s hard to commit to this new one. I’m trying to be an authentic writer and not be anonymous. I think […]
Mornings and Crucifix Drawings
(Written May 3, 2007) I wake most mornings at 5:30 a.m., wishing the coffee were already made and hotter than the pot will make it. I wish the house smelled like fresh-brewed coffee and clean linens. Sadly, I think it’s closer to a wet diaper and sour milk. =0 Gross, I know – especially for […]
The Best Day of My Life
Today is the best day of my life. Three weeks ago, I sat on the couch in my family room and wrapped my arms around my three children, ages 9 years, 2 years and 6 weeks. I told my eldest it was the best day of my life, to which she wondered why. “It’s a […]
Oklahoma Meers Store, Memories of New Jersey Custard
Today, Robert and I took J and B to the Meers Store for our annual splurge on longhorn burgers, homemade ice cream and fried green tomatoes. The Meers Store is located near the Wichita Wildlife Refuge, a place created thanks to the forward thinking of President Theodore Roosevelt. We decided Sullivan would have more […]