Twitterpated

Last week, I watched the Disney movie BAMBI with my grandson for a second time. When we viewed the movie initially, my little Peanut was extremely worried about the “humans in the forest” and what happened to Bambi’s mother. This time, he giggled out loud at the “twitterpating” scene. He’s a little older now and understands the concept of romance. …

A Little About Fathers

March 27 is always a poignant anniversary. It was Easter Sunday morning the year my sister and I learned the heartbreaking news our dad had suffered a sudden heart attack and was no longer with us. The news dropped me to my knees. My dad shaped who I am. He instilled in me the belief I can do anything I …

An Easter Message

  This is the ocean view I gazed at on Easter morning, eight years ago. Something caused me to wake in the pre-dawn hours and I grabbed my Bible and nestled on the sofa in our hotel room for my own private worship service.   Less than four hours later, I got the call. “I’m sorry, Kellie. It’s your dad,” …

First Love

I learned this week the guy who first stole my heart was killed in an accident. Now, before you start sending sympathy my way, you need to know I dumped him. And for good reason. Ended up we didn’t see things the same way when it came to monogamy. Still, the knowledge he’d died made me feel strangely sad. I …

Fifty Shades of Black and White

I recently became aware of the popularity of the FIFTY SHADES OF GREY book series by E.L. James. Some report this novel is selling close to a million copies daily. Especially since media outlets everywhere are featuring the author and her work.   Normally, I do a happy dance any time I hear readers are buying and enjoying a new novel. This …

The Things We Do For Love

Saturday night, I accompanied my husband to the Texas Motor Speedway for the NASCAR Sprint Cup races. Admittedly, this would not be my first choice for time spent with my guy (I much prefer a cozy restaurant). But, as many of you women know, sometimes we do a lot for the ones we love.  A real treat was the Foreigner …

Mothering Can be a Dirty Job

Our family recently celebrated a milestone, our baby grandson’s first birthday. Watching my son and his sweet wife parent that tiny boy over these past months has brought such joy, and rekindled so many memories of my own early days as a mother. One in particular. One afternoon, my boys took an extended nap which allowed me wonderful time to …

The Other Woman

Early in our dating relationship, a spunky redhead set her eyes on my new boyfriend. Despite assurances from Allen that he only had eyes for me, that green monster called jealousy still bit . . . hard. I won’t go into how I wrestled that monster to the ground (my jealousy, not the redhead), but somehow I held onto my …