This is one of those posts that I started and never finished. I am publishing today because I finally nailed down Mac and Leelee so that they can tell their stories. As always, it is better in their own words, so I’m going to leave it at that. ************************************************************************************ Leelee had a meltdown about Daddy. … Continue reading
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Crisis of Faith
I wrote this on Facebook on June 1, 2016. I’ve been thinking a lot about faith lately. There are 2 “stories” out there that have made me really question: How strong IS my faith? One came from something that was in the news 10 years ago this April. You may or may not remember, but … Continue reading
Calendars
Per our calendar, our year ended 10 days ago. Per our calendar, we begin a new year. We get a brand new start. My mama moved her office last week, and she gets a new start. That is a good thing. She deserves one. It used to be my parents’ office. I can’t really … Continue reading
#amillionlittlethings
So, there is a new show that is coming out on the ABC network, beginning Sept. 26, called A Million Little Things, and I have a million little things to say about it. I want it to have extremely low viewership and dismal ratings and be that show that no one remembers. I want it … Continue reading
July 25
Today is July 25th. I was born on this day 43 years ago to Judy and Charles Weems. They were first time parents, and I was a nightmare baby. They couldn’t sort out my formula, and because of that, my tiny stomach hurt all the time, so I’ve been told that I screamed, constantly, for … Continue reading
Thunder
The day after my daddy left, it stormed. I was sitting exactly where I am right now, outside at my computer, with the rain pouring as fast as the tears were coming down my cheeks. The sky flashed now and then as lightening peppered the sky, and the thunder boomed. It felt so appropriate. It … Continue reading
Countdown to Thursday
It was the Thursday after the Sunday. Daddy left on June 22. Last year, it was a Thursday. This year, it will be a Friday. Last year, I switched my court week with another judge, so I was on the bench on that Thursday. Last week, I had my June Thursday. I will forever hate … Continue reading
Heavy Purses
Purses can be heavy. Load those babies up with everything you think you need for every situation imaginable, and they can make your shoulder feel like it is about to fall off. They can be mighty pretty, though. However, an ex of mine once said: I’ve never heard a guy say, “Dang. Look at the … Continue reading
It’s Summer
Summertime: brightness, warmth, frivolity, and freedom. The doldrums of winter are gone. The door is closed on the cold. It’s finally Summer. Up until last year, for Mac, the summer season didn’t just mean that school was out. It didn’t just mean that it was warm and he could enjoy all that sweltering Mississippi … Continue reading
It Hurt
I’ve written about this before, so most of you reading this know (and may have known about this all along…I, for one, did not) that people who suffer from PTSD and anxiety have triggers. Triggers are events that put one back in a moment when he or she initially felt intense fear or sadness or … Continue reading
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