A magnet hangs on my refrigerator amid the jumble of graduation pictures, dentist appointment reminders and other magnets from places I’ve visited. I bought this when my son and I visited the Sistine Chapel a few years ago. It shows the part of Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel ceiling masterpiece, the Creation of Adam, when God’s hand… Continue reading Closing the Gap
Sometimes my pride gets ahead of my common sense and I have to pay for it. This happened a few weeks ago when I committed one of the cardinal sins of being an older runner - I ran a 10K without being ready for it. A group of staff and students from my school was… Continue reading Finding the Balance
My son and his wife treated me like royalty for Mother's Day a few weeks ago. We went out with some of their friends, then came back to their house in Decatur where they cooked a delicious scallop dinner for me. The next morning I sat at their kitchen island drinking coffee and talking while… Continue reading Mother’s Day Guilt
I came back from my spring break trip to New York to a mess - in my flower garden. After several cool rainy weeks, and then a warm week-end, the weeds had gone crazy, covering all my little flowers trying to come out to enjoy the sunshine. Despite my best efforts at putting down mulch… Continue reading Stuggling through the weeds
I just returned from a Spring Break trip to Gettysburg, New York City and Philadelphia with a group based out of Whitfield County Schools. I haven’t done a group trip since I was in high school, so I was a little apprehensive. Keith, Adam and I always took off on our own and I tend… Continue reading In search of a bull and a little girl
Under the Magnolia Tree 