• A Thousand Tiny Threads

    I am not a morning person. Let me take a moment and define what I mean by that. Being a successful introvert most of my life, it takes a great degree of awakeness for me to be ready to greet the world every morning. This level of awakeness usually occurs around lunch. If I appear…

  • Soul De-tox

    I am sitting here drinking my after-dinner detox tea. I also call it my “hippie” tea. It’s got burdock root and dandelion fuzz and probably some sort of ground-up insect. It’s not terrible tasting if you put enough honey and lemon in it, and it obviously does what it’s supposed to do.  This stuff is…

  • Second Breakfast

    For several years, my Daddy and I had summers off together. He was living the dream of his last career as a paraprofessional at Perry Middle School, and I was working in various positions in the Christian School ministry field.  Every morning, he would get up early with Mama. They would have coffee, read the…

  • Inside-Out

    Recently I discovered a Facebook group of fellow Hashimoto’s sufferers. I have been reading with heavy heart the posts from people who are trying to figure out their bodies in light of all of the havoc that this disease introduces. So much frustration, desperation, determination, and defeat tinged with sweet, and sometimes too brief, moments…

  • Cat-Poop-Astrophe

    This morning, Fiona Fred had a little potty accident. Now, look at that word, “little.” That is a relative word. It is used when comparing things. This morning’s “little” potty accident is little in relation to, say a buffalo coming into the house and having a potty accident.

  • Find Your Laugh

    My friend Ashley has the greatest laugh I’ve ever heard! She has an infectious laugh filled with exuberance and bursting at the seams with pure delight. Now, her laugh is also pretty loud. Our friend Adam chides her for that and I sometimes want to punch him when he does because laughter is such a…

  • Writing Your Life’s Story

    One day we will blink and this life we know will be over. While we still have a chance, let’s love with a pure heart, because only a pure heart can break through the darkness in our world. Let’s laugh with the joy and gladness that comes from lasting goodness, and not merely passing fancy.…

  • Take Your Medicine

    Autoimmune disease often comes with the nasty little issue we like to call “chronic pain.” Man, do I hate that stuff. About three years ago, I discovered a treatment for autoimmune disease that is rarely prescribed.

  • The Cost of Friendship

    Maybe I’m too nice, but somehow I agreed to knit a blanket for a friend. Let’s stop right here and clear something up. My blanket queue is full, so please don’t ask me to make one for you- because I’m too nice and I will feel depths of guilt you can’t imagine until I do…

  • Celebration of Life

    On the evening of Thursday, March 30, 2017, Michael (Mike) Tomlinson passed away at Smith Animal Hospital in Perry, Georgia, after a very brave and patient battle with illness and old age. Private burial followed on Oakhill Drive.