When I consider the message of Thanksgiving, a lot of words fill my mind and heart for what I wish others to know and feel.
Author: Corrie's Mom
They say teacher turn over is high right now, and many teachers will leave the profession in five years or less. I will enter my seventh year as a full-time teacher, and my 12th year in education after I'd started as a sub and teacher assistant. I was the student in the 1990s you did not want in your classroom because I was diagnosed with ADHD and did not know how to socialize with other kids. I was due to be tested for autism, but this was considered an ostracizing experience for a child then, especially a girl. I am a third generation teacher and author of seventeen creative works.
What is my Favorite Place to Purchase Plants for Corrie’s Garden?
On an autumn day, if you're going through Shelby, North Carolina; a greenhouse sits on a hill off the road.
The Light When All Other Lights went Out
By the age of six, a person with autism will experience more negative interactions compared with other children.
What the Farm Means to Me
There was never a flower, wild or not, our daughter failed to love.
Fall on the Farm
I’ve often thought that if there is a space on Earth which most resembles heaven, it’s the Blue Ridge Parkway, or … the former Christmas tree farm my husband inherited.
Karen, I Deserve an Academy Award
I guess you didn't know when you wrote your opinion that I woke up at 4:30 a.m. to once again take my husband to the hospital one more time. One more time and one more surgery. I don't suppose you know the smile I show is one of weight I've learned to lift. At times,… Continue reading Karen, I Deserve an Academy Award
Reemergence: Those Sweet Honeybees don’t Know Me
Remember, those sweet honeybees don't know me. A sparkling sassiness has overtaken the sarcasm, which was always a part of my personality. It's an attitude of: "Honey, if you don't like it, there's the door. The beautiful thing about the door is that you can fit through it and I can shut it."
Still Believe in Rainbows and Stars, A Poem
I debated within myself whether I'd share this poem, I Still Believe in Rainbows and Stars, for multiple reasons. It's multilayered with connections to Corrie and other topics, and like several of the poems I'm currently writing, deep in processing what the US is witnessing as a nation.
Judgement in Grief, Part I: Cast off the Japanese Beetles
But I do believe what was in the dark will come to light.
“Here Comes the Sun”
If you'd ask me to imagine life 20 years ago, the plans I'd made would fail to match real events. I would never want to picture: - losing a child, - a tornado destroying parts of our home, - a miscarriage, - or nearly losing a spouse to colon cancer. I'd never imagined those events… Continue reading “Here Comes the Sun”
Corrie's Season 