For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice. (T. S. Eliot) It was a beautiful Christmas Eve day in the burbs of Atlanta. People were out shopping at our outdoor mall in short-sleeved tee-shirts. It was a bit windy and my hair blew every which way, but the cool air felt wonderful on my face and arms. … Continue reading What will the New Year bring?
Not long ago, we celebrated my son’s 35th birthday at a steakhouse on a Saturday night. My husband and I arrived after his family, so I was met near the front door by 8-year old Breezy. She’d been sent to retrieve us. “Where’s Papa?” she asked. “He’s parking the car,” I said. Just after getting us settled down at the table, pointing out our assigned … Continue reading The Perfect Sleepover