He comes bearing gifts…

Between 4 and 5am (most mornings), I hear Hudson’s door creak open. I hear him fumble with the baby gate that is really a doggy gate, and I hear his sweet pajama footies pad across the hall into our room. He knows the route. Makes his left hand turn. Then right. He comes to my… Continue reading He comes bearing gifts…



First Day of the Last Year of My 20s

This morning I began the first day of the last year of my 20s. So maybe it’s time to take stock of my life. I have a degree…that I’ve never used. I have only lived in 4 towns. All of them in Mississippi. I have traveled to Mexico once. The Bahamas, twice. I’ve been to… Continue reading First Day of the Last Year of My 20s