One recent Saturday morning I was sitting in a Dallas, Texas bridal boutique. The boutique is located in an old refurbished house along a tree lined street, in a sweet downtown neighborhood. I was there to be with our future daughter in-law along with her mother, grandmother, an aunt, and one of her good friends,… Continue reading In the Clouds
Below our apartment is a sidewalk. A lot of the day the sidewalk is in the shade. On that sidewalk sits a bench. That bench sits in front of an ice cream parlor. Underneath the window of that ice cream parlor grow beautiful red Geraniums. A person could hangout on that sidewalk all day long,… Continue reading Step Off the Sidewalk
I was home from college sitting with my step-father and mother at the supper table digging into one of my mother’s delicious meals, when the subject came up about me getting married one day. The two of them talking like I wasn’t even in the room. My mother said one thing, then my step-father said,… Continue reading The Perfect Man
We climbed out of the truck, leaving it with the valet, and made our way to the hotel entrance. I noticed an elderly couple sitting on a bench and asked, “How are y’all today?” The old man replied, “Broke,” and gave me a weary grin. The hotel we were walking into was part of a… Continue reading Broke, Crossing the Red Line
Growing up in The South, in South Carolina, our Summers were spent at the beach. Families and friends would rent beach cottages for one week to weeks at a time. The cottages were simple with outdoor showers, window AC units to cool us off, and as many beds as you could get crammed into the… Continue reading What Once Was
Each baseball season I have an assigned seat. Whether at home or away, I am given a ticket for each game and printed on that ticket is where I’m told I will sit for the next two to three hours, sometimes longer. In the past thirty plus years in those seats, I have made lifelong… Continue reading The Dusty Seat
I wrote this blog post right before Easter. I thought with what we see happening around us today, there was some comparison between present events and when Jesus was crucified. Then I thought maybe I shouldn’t post it. Some may take it as a political post, but that is not my intention. I am just… Continue reading The Angry Mob
