Observations on people and life and the lessons we learn along the journey...
The last time I was in a parade, I was five years old. It started raining, and my father jumped into the parade to shelter me with his umbrella. I got to march along in my little majorette outfit, oblivious to the rain. Happy memories of being in a Christmas parade, long ago. That was …
I have a friend who said whenever she got into the car for a trip, her mother would offer, “precious cargo, precious cargo.” That was her way of saying, “be careful; drive cautiously — you are my precious cargo.” I have another friend who wore a St. Christopher’s medallion when we went off to college. …
The other day when I was grocery shopping, there was a little boy running around in his Superman costume. He was having a ball fake-flying around, clutching his cape with chubby hands and making it lift in the air behind him. You couldn’t help but smile. And it made me think of my older son, …
Years ago, our family took a trip to beautiful Blue Ridge, Georgia. One day, we rented two kayaks and a canoe to float down the Toccoa River. We found a little mom and pop operation for these rentals. The man at the store said it should take us about an hour and a half to …