We were exploring the old Spanish Quarter in St. Augustine when it happened. We had just stepped out of a quaint clothing shop and back into the Florida sunshine when my cell […]
A Meditation on Crying, Margery Kempe, and the Gift of Tears
The (Bonus!) Destination, Part 6: Eorzea by Way of Las Vegas
After the experience we had traveling through Europe with teenagers, it’s probably a wonder I ever left my house with them again. But I did . . .
Build It and They Will Come, One Woman’s Dream
For the past twenty-five years, my mother has been manifesting her dream to build a Christmas wonderland farm. On five acres on the outskirts of Dallas, just across the Fannin County line, […]
The Destination, Part 5: Rome
So it shouldn’t have been a surprise to me when my younger child told me off in the middle of the Vatican. But it was.
“What You Watching, Willow?” TV Recommendations for Your Viewing Pleasure
The third most popular Google search this year is, what should I watch on TV tonight? So many possibilities are available on streaming sites, it’s difficult for a woman to make up […]
The Destination, Part 4: Taormina, Sicily; The Amalfi Coast; Positano, Sorrento, and Pompeii
If this trip was a song, the verses would have been the daily experiences and the chorus would have been “I could have spent far more time there, and I was sad to have to leave.”
How to Win NaNoWriMo When You Don’t Feel So Good
I first participated in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) in 2012, back when I was the faculty advisor to a creative writing club. I felt happily pressured to set an example for […]
It’s True That Privilege Cuts Both Ways
Where else might have I have run into this woman so different from me than at the tag office? I had one chance, and I thought I should have been able to succeed, I blew it.
If this were a horror story
If this were a horror story, the creamer I pour into my coffee would swirl and curdle into the form of a skull. Ted would walk into the kitchen, ask what was […]
The Destination, Part 3: Cruising Through Italy – Florence
This was one of those moments where time layered.
The Gloria Sirens 