Made for the Light – Part One
There was a little girl I once knew whose entire life was an empty stage, and she knew in her heart she was the one meant to fill that space. The hall echoed with waiting spectators, but she couldn't see who they were, for the glare of the spotlight left her blinded. So she shielded her eyes...
On Claiming a Title
When I graduated Baylor University with a degree in English Professional Writing, I immediately took on the title "writer." That's what I wanted to be, that's the field in which I looked for a job, and so that's the title I claimed for myself. Writer. That one word feels lofty and even a bit...
Post Celebration Blues
Do you remember that feeling you got as a kid when a birthday would come and go, or Christmas morning passed in a blur, and suddenly it was all over and you were left feeling a little let down? It was the post-celebration blues, and they snuck up on you every single time. The same feeling...
365 Days
I've been her mom for 365 days. I've been looking at her face, memorizing it daily, locking up all the unique nuances that make her so special for one year. When I close my eyes, I can see her perfectly. I hear her voice, the way she jabbers constantly. She sounds like a turkey half the time,...
