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The Lost Art of Sunday Dinner

It's Sunday morning circa 1987 and I can see my Grandma Rue, standing at the stove in a flowered smock dolloping hush puppy batter into hot oil. Other simmering pots hold collards and a picnic shoulder, green beans, butter beans andย potatoes. On some visits, mom goes with Granddaddy to church. Growing up in tobacco territory,ย my… Continue reading The Lost Art of Sunday Dinner

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When You’re Undone by Unfinished Business

For months on end I've been bound byย the unfinished. Projects,ย post, prayers, maintenance, medications, ministries and ideas... They pile high on my table, spill into list form in my planner and sound alarms on my phone for fear that I'll forget to complete something. When I do accomplish a task it feels so good to check… Continue reading When You’re Undone by Unfinished Business

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What We All Wish For

Chalk up Day 6 with no coffee. None. Not even a cup. It's been a grievous experiment to say the least as I try and figure out what's been causing the source of my swallowing and sinus maladies lately. When antibiotics failed to do the trick Dr. Google pointed me to "silent reflux" - which… Continue reading What We All Wish For

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Fashioning a Life of Wisdom

As I pulled on my awkward snow boots last week- the ones that gave me blisters in Niagara Falls all those years ago but I have yet to replace- I thought about the dark purple and grey fur lined pairย I wore everywhere when I was a kid. Spring, fall, winter, summer- it didn't matter. They… Continue reading Fashioning a Life of Wisdom

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Cultivating the Treasures of a New Year

Against better judgment, I paid the nice lady two dollars for the pitiful thing at an estate sale last fall. Containedย inย a tiny red pot I carted thisย forlornย Christmas cactus home forgetting that I do not possess the greenest of thumbs. Remember the Mother's Day orchid? How about the hydrangea bush languishing in the front yard? One… Continue reading Cultivating the Treasures of a New Year