I will not watch because I just can’t bear it, but in honor of Leelee losing her first tooth, I couldn’t help but post the video of my Daddy helping Mac pull his first tooth via Nerf Gun. Hoping it makes some of you smile. I wish I could join you. Those baby teeth … Continue reading
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Golden Hot Air Balloon Dream, Part 2: Mac remembers more…
A year later, Mac opened up even more about his visit from Daddy. It simply amazes me that the details of his visit have become even more vivid a year after it occurred, but that is just one of the many reasons why I have zero doubt his dream was NOT just a dream. It … Continue reading
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
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
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
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
Do You Regret It?
Do you regret that decision you made? I hope you do. I have to believe you do. Because there is no way my mind can conceive that if you had thought, really thought, for just a split second that leaving equalled you missing today–today and all of the other todays–that you wouldn’t have made a … Continue reading