I’ve often wondered if my mother learned to cook biscuits before she knew how to walk. Mom is the oldest of 4 children. Her mom had serious …
Archives for December 2017
The Parade of the Wooden Soldier
I cried all the way home from taking Asher to school. “Parade of the Wooden Soldiers” blasted from the stereo. I turned the volume up more as I …
To Dream of Horses: Conquering Allergies and Fear
“OH JESUS! HELP ME, GOD!” The winding country roads filled with clouds of dust and dirt as my friend, Jerry Dwain, …
