Memories of 9/11

Memories of 9/11

Some days are ordinary. Others are extraordinary, and life changing. And world changing. September 11, 2001 was extraordinary. But for me, it started out oh so ordinary. Kids in school, birds chirping in the trees. My ironing pile had stacked up, and I decided to tackle it. Amanda had a varsity volleyball game that night, and I was so, so excited for her. I had dropped Greg off at school, and he was so excited about his upcoming football game. I was sipping my coffee, and on the phone with my best friend, Robin. I can still smell the aroma of coffee mixed with spray starch, hear the hiss of the iron as it hit the wrinkled shirt. I had the television tuned to the Today show, but the sound was down so Robin and I could chat. Continue reading “Memories of 9/11”

Our Secrets for a Happy Marriage

Our Secrets for a Happy Marriage

36 Years ago, after exchanging vows and rings in front of God and witnesses, I changed out of my wedding gown into my purple knit suit from Montgomery Ward’s, and the hubs and I excitedly drove into our future in our ‘78 Mercury Cougar. Our wedding was a sweet affair, the best we could afford, complete with rainbow bridesmaid dresses, silk flowers and a wedding cake gloriously embellished with a working water fountain. Mama made my wedding dress, modeled after Princess Di’s, and I felt like a poor girl’s princess. But I was oh so happy! Later, we washed the shaving cream and vaseline off the Cougar, being careful to remove the lovely condoms from the antenna. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. We only knew that we were happy and in love and free to have legal and blessed “marital relations”  (I was, after all, a good girl). And here we are 36 years later…how in the world did we manage to actually make it work? Continue reading “Our Secrets for a Happy Marriage”

Remembering My Dad

Remembering My Dad

Daddy was larger than life. I know most kids feel and say that, but in his case it’s an absolute fact. Loud. Boisterous. Slightly obnoxious. Hilarious. A little damaged. Fiercely loyal. And more…And sometimes I still can’t believe that he’s gone. Father’s Day can be rough for those of us who’ve lost our larger than life daddies. If you’ll indulge me, I thought I’d honor Daddy by sharing a few stories about him… Continue reading “Remembering My Dad”

Dealing with Cloudy People!

Dealing with Cloudy People!

Someone tried to steal my sunshine today. I’m such a positive person, and Mama taught me some good southern manners, so I’m always a little shocked when someone doesn’t share my genuine love for treating people with kindness and respect. And this patronizing little storm cloud of condescension shocked me into silence. You know that emoji with the big eyes and mouth wide open? That was me. That little thunderstorm hovered over me for awhile, and the clouds threatened to well up and spill over as tears, until some friends helped me push the ‘reset’ button to start my day over. But y’all, it was really hard to not dwell on the hurt and rudeness thrown at me! But part of living a resilient mid-life is learning how to deal with all kinds of people, even cloudy people. I was trying to think how to title this post, based on what happened to me: “how to not be a rude person”, “hot to not act like a turd” (sorry mom) “how to handle negative people”… but I settled on this:  “How to deal with cloudy people (when they storm on your life”.  Continue reading “Dealing with Cloudy People!”