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
Named
For whatever reason, we talk often about names in our house. I am Marsha Fondren Weems Stacey. My husband is Scott Jordan Stacey. My son is Jordan McDonald Stacey. My daughter is Leigh Louise Stacey. My mother is Judith Louise McDonald Weems. My father is Charles Alvin Weems. My brother is Leigh Hayes Weems. My … 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
Box Fan Weather
This week, we had weird weather…in that, it was beautiful outside. Finally. I told Mac that, the sky was so blue-blue, and the trees were so green-green and the clouds were so white-white, none of them even seemed real. It felt good to finally have a pretty day. It is now box fan weather–except, for … Continue reading
Empty Closets and Haven Tables
My little sister is getting married in June. It is a tremendously exciting occasion. There literally is no one on the planet for whom I could be happier. She deserves the kind of love her fiance gives her more than most of the population…because she is that nice, that kind, that pure, and that special. … Continue reading
Mac had another visit….
(Click on the words, not the audio track. I can’t get it to play otherwise.) Some of you may believe Daddy had on a red Polo in his visit with Mac because it was Valentine’s Day. Makes sense. What Mac doesn’t know is that, the day Daddy left, he was wearing a red Polo. … Continue reading
Mine isn’t worse than yours. It is just mine.
One of my tribe members lost her daddy yesterday. He was suffering from Alzheimer’s, and she and her family have been watching him slowly decline into a person they didn’t recognize. That horrible disease inhabited him, stealing his personality, his humor, his intellect, his memory. She didn’t want to let him go, but she didn’t … Continue reading
