For decades, your family home provided the backdrop for your life’s memories. Every room in the house echoes with laughter and tears. The process of packing up decades can overwhelm a seller, and the emotions can be intense. Plus selling a family home can have more people involved in the process than the typical transaction.... Continue Reading →
Spring Break 1994, Elsa and I went camping. This was our last spring break as students, since we were both completing our master's degrees in education that year. I had already started working as a long-term substitute teacher in the school district where Elsa and I had met and become friends in the late '80s.... Continue Reading →
Some holidays are so much like all the other holidays that they run together with the other ones in a big holiday soup. It's difficult to distinguish one from the next. This late-20th-century selfie was not from one of those holidays. I'm posing here with my brother, Tracy. This was the Thanksgiving that my half-sister,... Continue Reading →
Who doesn't love a Santa Selfie? I remember explaining to this particular Santa what I wanted to do because the term selfie didn't exist yet. "Can I take a picture of us together, but, you know the kind where someone holds the camera out like this, and the picture is just two big faces?"... Continue Reading →
You're at a museum and a piece catches your eye. You stop and read the description only to find that it's called "Untitled." Maybe you feel ripped off. Maybe you think the artist was slacking off. Maybe you're annoyed that the creator couldn't give you just a little more, a simple name for what this... Continue Reading →
Oh, Alice. How many times have I picked up this project over the past 30 years? Yes, it's been that long since I first met you through the journal you kept in the 1880s and early 1890s. Later as a woman in her late 30s, I met with you again through your 1866 journal, where... Continue Reading →
If you haven’t peeked into Main Street Pickers at 408 N. Main Street in Duncanville, you should. Nick Nichols, has a created a space full of treasures, ranging from antiques to mid-century-modern furniture to quirky pieces you won’t find anywhere else. He also features some local artists such as Tomas Artiga and Gene Gregory. After Nick retired... Continue Reading →
We packed your bag today. I told you the stories of when I went to where you are going now. The deep, dark woods of life. I told you about the night I got cold and hungry and found a bears' house to sleep. About the time your uncle and I left breadcrumbs to the... Continue Reading →
“I may yet be worthy of the name of woman, in the purist and noblest sense. Yes, I will be if resolution and perseverance can accomplish anything.” Alice Marshall Finch, May 1866 This is a line from my great-great grandmother’s journal. She was 18 or 19 when she wrote this and living near Richmond, Virginia.... Continue Reading →
I spent about half an hour gazing at the Sphinx that’s a part of the British Musuem's internationally touring “The Body Beautiful in Ancient Greece” exhibition now at the Dallas Museum of Art (through October 6, 2013). I had seen the exhibit a few weeks ago and dutifully read all the descriptions and spent time... Continue Reading →
I spent a little time browsing through the journal I kept during the month I had an apartment in Galway. The first week, I was solo; the second week, my friend Janne and I toured about; the last two weeks, our husbands joined us. Flipping through I found plenty of bulleted lists of what I did.... Continue Reading →
The Waking Tree: “She didn’t have to look around to know how the snakes slithered in the colorless darkness, down the walls, across the tan shag carpet and up onto the canopy that hung sheer and light above her bed.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2PckbcE Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals on my... Continue Reading →
The Waking Tree: “Her little girl fingers tapped a message into the ground—a message of love, a plea for forgiveness. The message was for the spider. It was for her brother. This message seeped into the soil as sweetly as spring rain.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2PckbcE Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals... Continue Reading →
[Novel] The Caretaker of Tree Palace: “Daddy!” He tried to scream back to his father. No sound came. Read more: https://amzn.to/2QDVu9X Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals on my books!
[Novel] Waves: “And then she found it—the teacher’s cabinet—where the storybook, worn and ancient, waited to be found.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2Dassfq Check out my Amazon Author page for some great deals on my books!
The Waking Tree: “Lord knew where his daddy went. There were only snapshots and fading echoes in his head.” Read more: https://amzn.to/2PckbcE See my Amazon Author page for more of my books!