Something that Feels like Normal. (Moore, OK)
The stench from broken sewer pipes and buried refrigerators sent my mind to the dump in Guatemala where Courtney and I wept as we held the hands of the...
Amy and the Long Road (McLoud, OK).
It’s been three weeks since tornadoes ravaged neighborhoods in Central Oklahoma. The sides of the road are still littered with the ripped remnants of shredded homes. Here in McLoud,...
The Fulcrum of Belief.
The words from Psalm 139 hung in the stillness of the air – and in my heart. I felt the tension as I held up a hand-painted coffee cup....
I Need to be Reminded.
There are days I need to be reminded. Days like today. As this world plays its crazy game of Crack the Whip – with you and I holding on...
I Worry about the Pretty.
I am a marketer – a maker of pretty things, a teller of pretty stories, a designer of fancy titles and compelling pictures and such. I’ve been a marketing...
Penelope’s Oreo Cupcakes
Penelope is a sweet friend of mine. She’s only 4, but she’s quite the lady. She loves dresses and shiny shoes, finds getting muddy to be a bit unbecoming,...
Almond Nilla Cake
It’s so easy to judge things by their appearance. Take me, for example. Folks think that, because I’m outgoing, I must be an extrovert – someone who thrives being...
30 Things You Could Learn from a Woman over 50.
I remember when I thought 30 was forever away. Now it seems as though it was last week in this life that keeps propelling forward at a rate somewhere...
The Real Milestones
Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved....
The Giving Key.
The doors of the plane were closing as he hurried down the aisle to find an empty spot in the crowded plane. Michelle and I were attempting a classic...
Accidental Days and Soda Pop Pork
My friend Susie and I accidentally spent an entire day together this weekend. What started as a morning meeting to discuss writing became one long meandering conversation about life...
Hush. There’s Hope.
The windows are open, filling the room with sweet spring green beauty and the symphony of birds. There is a hush to this day. And then sirens in the...
