Mothers Day came and went and, once again, I felt grateful that I am not a mother. Yes, you read that correctly. Don’t get me wrong, for there was a time that the reality of not having children felt like a tragedy. You see, I was a “mature bride” marrying a man who already had three healthy children so for us, reproduction did not seem reasonable from any perspective. For a while I mourned for lack of breeding, but
Last week I had the privilege of attending a performance by the Paul Taylor Dance Company. A world class ensemble, this company uses a handful of human bodies to transform a stage into a rotation of rhythmic patterns and gentle silhouettes. Truly stunning, these dancers are the finest in the world and their choreography is sophisticated yet accessible to even the most pedestrian of tastes. The performance that night was picture perfect. What was clearly lacking in the
Last week, I was invited to assist with the pledge drive for the statewide Louisiana Public Broadcasting telethon. I have volunteered for LPB for years, so this was not totally foreign territory to me. I have worked the phone lines and even stood off to the side and mugged for the camera as I described all the benefits of membership to LPB. It is a cause that I feel strongly about so I was happy to, once again, help with
Friday was a special day for me, my husband and Miss A, the lady who has kept our house clean for almost 17 years. Yes, she came to work for Tom just before we married and it was totally by accident. You see, caller ID was a new tool and she had called Tom’s house to say that someone from that number had called her home but left no message. No, Tom said he had not called her, but
The house across the street from my church has recently been utilized by a foundation that assists with reconstruction of houses destroyed by Hurricane Issac. For a few weeks now, rotating groups of volunteers from Illinois have been living there while they rebuild south Louisiana. The concept of volunteers rebuilding our state following a hurricane has become the norm in these parts. Still, these volunteers were different from most. These volunteers were not college students filling up service hours.
Last week, a dear friend’s mother died at the age of 93. While she lived, this woman was full of fire and giggles. She loved learning new things, meeting new people, and discussing current events that affect our world and culture. She unapologetically loved fancy parties and gallant gentlemen. Never in my 51 years of knowing her did I ever hear her utter a catty or condescending word about anyone she knew personally… or not. If ever anyone in the
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My husband and I are so fortunate. We are blessed with many friends and we receive tons of Christmas cards. Occasionally we even receive cards from people we have never actually met. Ever. One man from Colorado used to send Tom and me a card every year. The cover was always a photo of him in front of his Mountain McMansion. His accessories changed each year, but the sprawl was always the backdrop. One year he was seated in a
Going to the grocery store is not my favorite chore, much due to the fact that I have never found a local grocer that meets all my needs. Don’t get me wrong. I absolutely adore my little neighborhood store as well as my local famer’s market, but even together they cannot meet all my culinary and domestic needs. And guess what? The older I get, the more I need…. or at least…. want. OK, I admit it. I want
If anyone reading this does not feel a profound sense of gratitude in their life, then they just need to look around, and pay attention as they are doing it. Even though I am not grateful for the Christmas decorations that are already up, I am grateful that I have the means to be aware that they are up. I have a car, a TV (several actually-a mixed blessing), eyes and ears that work and a brain that works well