In college, I went through a crazy Beatles phase (I even briefly sang in a very amateur band that played Beatles covers), so I know Paul McCartney is referring to his mom and not the Virgin Mary in the song “Let It Be.” Still, whenever I hear the song I find myself picturing Mother MaryRead the whole post >>
It is Finished
After a four hour wait (yes, four hours!), I cast my vote during Georgia’s advanced voting today. While waiting in the interminable line, I read a book, briefly chatted with my mom, and I prayed. I hadn’t planned on praying, but I finished my book, and a long wait was still ahead of me. IRead the whole post >>
Hope
My husband called this evening when he was on his way to Grady Hospital to be on call. He was looking at a long night ahead of him, but there was no hint of self-pity or “man, this stinks working all day and then having to be up all night away from you guys.” Instead,Read the whole post >>
My Glass Ballerina
I recently signed Madeline up for a very laid-back ballet class at the Family Y. It’s nothing fancy and is focused on fun and movement. She seemed to really enjoy the first few classes, although I always chuckled when she told me she was the fastest runner in class. She was. The only problem wasRead the whole post >>
Souls Incorporated
I’ve done it again. I’ve let that nasty thing called pride rob me of my serenity. I don’t want to bore you with all the, well, boring details of my little sob story, but I recently found myself crying in my bed all because of a bruised ego. My husband came to my side andRead the whole post >>