I have never been a thrill seeker. At the state fair, as a child, I would ride The Scrambler. That was all the adrenaline rush I ever needed. I was content to stick to simpler experiences such as the merry-go-round. I appreciated the predictable. I rode a roller coaster for the first time when I
Pine & Red Clay
As I write this post, I’m sitting on my back porch. It’s a sleepy Sunday afternoon and there’s a sweet, almost cool breeze blowing through. It reminds me of why I always wanted to live in Virginia. It also makes me feel nostalgic for home. No matter where I am, my earliest memories are the
Ideally Speaking
News flash … I don’t rule the world. Neither of us does. You and I are just regular people. My sphere of influence is small. I am guessing yours is too. If you happen to have a large sphere of influence, please help a girl out. I need a bigger audience if I am ever
The Swing Buoy
My mother always had a flair for the dramatic, but by all reports, I was a fussy baby. She swore I was colicky for the first two years of my life. The one thing that would calm me down and put me to sleep was a wind-up swing. Not sure how old I am in
The Counseling Buoy
My life has had some pretty traumatic parts to it. For a lot of years, I lived in what I will call denial. Life is hard for everyone. Fairy tales aren’t real. Go to coffee with literally anyone and ask about his or her life and brace yourself. I have heard so many stories. Our