Always Keep In Touch
A few years ago an old college friend contacted me through our alumni site. Ellen and I had lived and worked in the same dorm at NSU in Tahlequah. We attended the Baptist Student Union and even took self-defense classes together. It was great to hear from her. Of course, we became Facebook friends, showing off…
Read More >Memories of the Heart
With Christmas approaching, my heart stirs up precious, old memories. Simple things that never made their way onto the pages of my writing. Little things, like my daddy making white divinity at Christmas. No, he was not the cook in our home, and I have no idea how that came to be. I only know…
Read More >Broken!
Broken! I love trees, especially with fall colors, and have more than two-dozen gracing my yard. But if I had to choose a favorite, it would probably be the weeping willow. In our first home, my late husband, Carl and I had a beautiful willow. In the winter, its ice-adorned branches resembled a giant chandelier….
Read More >A Small World
It’s a Small World I often go to northwest Arkansas to visit my son, Aaron and his family. When I go, I may spend a few weeks rather than a weekend, so my son, Jay and I stay in a private home in Bella Vista. It’s comfortable and I enjoy the people and small town…
Read More >Visiting Mr. Wilson
Today as I drove past a nursing home with beautiful crape myrtles blooming at the windows a memory came to me. Years ago, our church developed a program to “adopt” some people in nursing homes who had few friends or family to visit them. My children were young. Jay was a toddler in my arms…
Read More >Mama’s Birthday Call
Mama’s Birthday Call August is my birthday month and my family has a tradition of calling each other on such occasions. Since I have four brothers and one sister we sometimes do phone tag, and of course, my oldest son always calls me. But one of the most fun things is when my mother calls…
Read More >My Last Bicycle Ride
My Last Bicycle Ride I just spent some time in NW Arkansas, a beautiful area with biking trails through the hills. I saw cyclists on snazzy, well-equipped bikes, wearing fashionable garb and helmets and wondered how my generation survived on typical, two-wheeled bicycles with fringed handlebars and pedal brakes. Some even had a back passenger…
Read More >Remembering Pat
Remembering Pat During a recent visit with my 101-year-old mother, she received a call from her sister-in-law, my 98-year-old aunt. Imagine that conversation! It was fun, and eventually, Mama handed the phone to me. Aunt Pauline and I talked about her daughter and my sweet cousin, Pat, who was like a sister to me….
Read More >A Hometown Visit
A Hometown Visit My oldest son was home for a visit a few weeks ago and was amazed at the changes in his hometown. Or maybe we should call it a city with today’s population. Aaron was in kindergarten when we moved to Edmond in the early 70s. It was a small, friendly town with…
Read More >Birthday Surprise
April brings a birthday to my son, Jay. Each year, we celebrate in some way. Sometimes it’s outlandish, like a limo ride to Sonic, and other times it’s a family party at home. Last year we celebrated in NW Arkansas so Jay could be with his brother, Aaron. Given Jay’s preference for games, we had…
Read More >A Hallmark Romance
A Hallmark Romance I have never watched so many TV movies as I have this cold winter. Hallmark was my chosen channel. At one time I turned to my friend and said, “That’s what I want—a Hallmark Romance!” We both laughed. Later, it dawned on me that I actually had a Hallmark Romance with my…
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