Petty Officer, Alton Hudson, BM2c, my uncle who gave his life at Normandy. Happy Memorial Day to all! I hope you have been enjoying the start to summer, and I cannot believe it is almost June! For the entire month of May I have been busy working on The Red Chair, my upcoming novel. I …
“Grief does not change you, it reveals you.” ~ John Green “Life is like a field of onions; one cries while peeling it.” ~ Proverb Cancer. For a split-second Molly was not sure if she had heard correctly? I have cancer? From the look on Dr. Conner’s face and the fact Jena and her mom …
Art by W.A. Hudson As Paul Harvey would say, “Here is the rest of the story.” I remember listening to Paul Harvey’s, “The Rest of the Story” on the car radio. My mom loved listening to his commentary, so I got to hear several over the course of my adolescence. It has been said that …
“Grief does not change you, it reveals you.” ~ John Green “Life is like a field of onions; one cries while peeling it.” ~ Proverb “Molly, honey…please try to stop fidgeting, you …
May is for mothers, daughters, and The Red Chair. Hello, all! I hope this finds you well. If not, I pray you have a ray of hope shining on the horizon. “We live in anxious times.” These are the words of a dear friend. We were chatting over the weekend, and she admitted that she …
“Grief does not change you, it reveals you.” ~ John Green “Life is like a field of onions; one cries while peeling it.” ~ Proverb “Molly….you’re going to be late, come on!” …
“Grief does not change you, it reveals you.” ~ John Green “Life is like a field of onions; one cries while peeling it.” ~ Proverb Molly watched as the funeral director closed …
In memory of: Evelyn Diekhaus, age 9 Hallie Scruggs, age 9 William Kinney, age 9 Katherine Koonce, age 60 Mike Hill, age 61 Cynthia Peak, age 61 And prayers for the family of Audrey Hale Do not cry for me I now play among the angels Instead shed tears for yourself Living among the demons. …
“Music can change the world.” ~Beethoven I was going to be late – again. Dadgumit! I slapped at the alarm clock so it would shut up. Just about that time, I heard mom yell down the hall, “Molly, girl? You better get up. You have less than an hour before Mr. Harvey picks you up.” …
My Experiences of a Barred Society Bars. What image comes to mind? A place you go after work where everyone knows your name? A scene of friends, laughter, music, noise. Right? For me it conjures up a very different scene. What many do not know about me is that I have spent the last fifteen …
