• My Family,  Sad Stuff,  Writer

    It Was A Good Day

    Today, my family said final goodbyes to my Grannie, or Mollie as her parents named her.  A longtime family friend spoke at her funeral. He promised her that he would and he makes good on his promises. Sunday, I sat down and just wrote. I poured out my words onto my computer and decided when I hit save, that I wanted to read this at her service.  When Mr. Bruce Goddard was talking to us about the service, I told him I wanted to speak. He thought it was a good idea so we set it in stone. My only real anxiety was knowing that he was going to introduce…

  • My Family,  Sad Stuff,  Writer

    The In Between

    Right now, I’m sitting in the most wonderful place. This place may feel sad for some. It may make some angry. For others, like me, it’s incredibly peaceful and awe-inspiring. I’m sitting in a room with my Grannie, listening to labored breathing, holding feverish hands, waiting for her last breaths to be taken. I don’t want her to go. None of us do. We selfishly want to keep her here with us forever. But it’s her time. The stroke she had a few weeks ago was more than her little body could handle. Hospice is a beautiful place. Sitting in this room makes me realize, though, that there is a…

  • My Family,  This is Fantastic!,  Writer

    Friends From Cradle To Grave

    Forever Friends. Friends Forever. I would venture to say not a whole lot of people can say they have been friends – true friends – with a group of girls since they were born. I’m so blessed to be able to say that I have. From little girls. To grown up girls. Through thick and thin. Through love and loss. Through boyfriends and church bus trips and high school and college. Through wedding showers and baby showers. Through births and deaths. We are seven strong women, all perfect in our own ways. This past weekend we gathered for our annual (why isn’t it more often than that?) girl’s weekend filled…