I was never comfortable saying, "Hey, check out this latest collection my work was published in." Especially to my family. I'm of the opinion any writing I did would not impress the whole of my family or even friends from the past. Like many people, I compartmentalize aspects of my life. Career, raising children, daily… Continue reading Expand Your Writing Platform
Category: Family
A Better Place, a poem
"Get up and smile," someone says. "You're going to a better place." They say it like "All dogs go to heaven." Your best pet went to live on a farm upstate. The battles are over, The fires put out, Some think I'm crazy to compare a house of learning to the place where militia hide… Continue reading A Better Place, a poem
Travel in the Writer’s Wilderness: Hope when Others See What is Lost
I'm like a house that's been set on fire. Firefighters put it out in time to save it. The house is only damaged. It can be restored and made more beautiful than before.
I Would Not See, a poem dedicated to my co-workers
I took one last walk down the hall. My husband waited for me there. I could believe I would not see Your eyes drop down at the ground, or you smile through clenched teeth to say, "One day more." I waited for this day to come, and when it did, I smiled wide until I… Continue reading I Would Not See, a poem dedicated to my co-workers
Six Ways: The Change from Selfless to Self-full
What do you do when life goes a different direction? What do you do to battle the depression? via Six Ways: The Change from Selfless to Self-full
Why Music Drives Me
Even when I work late at night, I have something playing in the background. via Why Music Drives Me
Monsters in the Closet
This is something I wrote on my other blog about being a mom and teaching. The struggle is real in teaching right now, and we often get vague ideas as to why. No one is talking about the depth of it. I finally lay my story down in the hopes someone will get something from… Continue reading Monsters in the Closet
Shifting Focus
I won't always have a lot of time to write, not like when I was in college the first time. It's spring break. Much to my family's terror, the long buried artist has returned to make the claim on time and writing. For so many years, I've pushed down my first love, writing, so… Continue reading Shifting Focus
Parting with Anger
I've written about anger before ... In poems for my memoir .... Anger's Beginning Anger itself is not violent, but when left to fester, it can become a hurricane sweeping through the Caribbean to Florida up through my home state, South Carolina. Those storms are never forgotten. The reason I write about my experience with… Continue reading Parting with Anger
Longer Than Six Weeks: A Mom’s Journey
There is also the fear of: How will I work at the rate I did before? Will I be what I was before?