I sure do miss my Mario. Spring 2007.
Aren’t they cuuuuttteee!!!! Yeah, I know they’re not really monkeys. No tails. But it seems wrong to call them anything else. Why? I have no idea. Why is it that terms we sort of grew up with just sound more right than others? Even if they’re just totally wrong, it’s like they just fit because [...]
I was looking through Fourth of July pictures from years past, and this one from 2008 caught my eye … and my heart. Two people I miss dearly: my aunt Idella, who passed away the month after this picture was taken, and my 18-year-old son Ryan, who is now all grown up … and away. [...]
July 2006. I was very pregnant with Atticus, who was born in September of that year. Ryan, Lucas, and I rode down 86 into North Carolina, past Yanceyville, where Kevin was working in the prison, to Shangri-La. Lucas was almost two years old; Ryan was 13. It was a pretty fun, but hot, afternoon, if [...]
August 2008
Nothing will ever be the same. It’s just the way it goes. How long before you take down the MISSY OU sign? The Rainbow people gave it a good year, I guess. I wish I could go back — way back — to fortify and edify what now doesn’t seem to take a rectify. Hindsight’s [...]
This is our family as envisioned by a five-year-old Lucas, who is now six. He drew the picture and asked me to write the names he wanted on it. I’ve spent a lot of time appreciating it over the last year or however long it’s been hanging on the fridge. The main thing I love [...]
