The Letter
Folding the letter along the creases, I placed it in the envelope and slipped it into the back pocket of my jeans. Then, as if in a trance, I walked off the deck, across the grass, and climbed the wobbly
The Bull’s-eye of Love
A few times every summer my family would travel down to visit the Petersheims who had a twenty-three-year-old son who I greatly admired, but who I wouldn't allow near my heart because of our six and a half age gap.
My Knight in Wet Armor
Today my husband and I traveled down to the town along the Alabama/Tennessee line where he and I first began. In honor of our love's ten-year journey, over the next three weeks I am going to post snapshots of how the two
Why I Am No Bear Grylls
When the dog started yipping the second we came in the door, my sister-in-law and I at first paid her no mind. We’d just returned from a day of 4th of July shopping in Nashville, and we were hoping for
Giving “Cat Fight” a Whole New Meaning
The biggest fight my husband and I ever got into was over a cat. We were taking a leisurely stroll after supper when the sound of pitiful mewing met my ears. Although my right forearm bears 17-year-old bite marks from the time,