Saying Goodbye

I knew it was bad but I didn’t want to believe it was that bad. Yet deep down I suspected it was.  I  shoved the thought away with every uncharacteristic wobble, every meal skipped, every pound lost.  In the end, it was shocking but not unexpected: our beloved dog Chewy had a tumor on his liver, … More Saying Goodbye

Place Matters

As I made a 3-point turn to go back and check out the “House for rent” sign we just passed, my daughter literally shouted from the back seat “Oh my God, look at the trees!!!!” I smiled and saw where her eyes were gazing: a line of long leaf pines standing fifty-plus feet in the … More Place Matters

The Quickening

“When you’re in your 20s, you think you’ve got all the time in the world. You get older, and you go through a quickening. Everything seems to get faster.” Colin Hay, singer/songwriter  When I read this quote it stopped me in my tracks. Not because it was shocking or I hadn’t thought of it, but … More The Quickening

Hiraeth

If you were to press rewind on my life and go back 30-some odd years, you’d hear me telling anyone who’d listen how Oklahoma was where I belonged, and how I couldn’t wait to move back once I finished high school.  We had moved to NC from OK when I was 14, and I did … More Hiraeth

Moving Boxes

Sitting in our dark paneled living room (think: 1970’s plywood and not English Hunting Lodge), a room I’ve spent a lot of time in over the last 4 years, the corner to my right is calling for my attention. It’s been emptied of the desk and chair that normally fill it in order to make … More Moving Boxes

Thankfuls

There are times I have to stop and think what year it is.  Am I alone in this?  2021 has gone by so incredibly fast, it’s almost as if it didn’t happen.  And yet here we are, recovering from feasting on Thanksgiving and staring down the Holidays and the culmination of yet another trip ’round … More Thankfuls

Papa

Henry Mathias Dalton.  The Reverend H.M. Dalton. Mac.  Daddy.  He had many names. Which one you used depended on how you knew him. I just called him Papa. He was born at the start of the 20th century, in 1911.   His mother died in 1922, after which he and his 7 siblings were shuffled … More Papa