Who Gave You Life?

Who Gave You Life?

This originally appeared as a column in The East Tennessee Catholic in 2006. Today is my “baby” sister’s 29th birthday.  My mother reminded me today that Anne owes her existence to her two big sisters. I remember well how much we begged and begged for a baby. ...

Tennessee Tragedy

If you don’t live in Tennessee, you might be unaware that heavy rains flooded Nashville.  My cousin and her husband went canoeing around her neighborhood.  The pictures from downtown are simply unbelievable.  Read about one family’s experience in my friend...
This is the Time to Remember

This is the Time to Remember

This column reprint from 2007 seems especially apropos for a lovely spring day which I spent sitting at a desk drafting motions for continuances while my kids played outside in the sunshine.  Over the past few weeks several people have mentioned that they haven’t seen...
One Is Silver and the Other Gold

One Is Silver and the Other Gold

The popularity of Facebook has made the concept of community-building via the internet commonplace. But for most of us, our Facebook friends are people we know in real life, even if we haven’t seen them in a long time or do not know them very well. The idea of...
Two Walks

Two Walks

I love walking, but I like to walk SOMEWHERE. That’s something I miss since our move from an urban neighborhood with sidewalks and shopping, parks, and more within just a few blocks, to a suburban home on a dangerous road with no sidewalks at all and no safe way...

Thanks be to God

 If you are a mother, you remember how excited you were to hear your baby say, “Mama,” for the first time. Today my friend Katie got to experience that joy again, but infinitely multiplied, when Henry woke up and said, “Hi, Mama.” Praise God! But please keep praying,...

I wish Virginia Lee Burton could see this

Our new home was not the first home built on this property.  Ours was built around 1960 by a man who grew up in this little yellow house that still stands (just barely) in the woods behind us. Anyone who knows me would realize that if I think an old house is too far...
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