She called me by name. My first grade teacher called me by name and told me a funny memory that she had of me from first grade… from 1981. No croutons. Extra ranch on the side. The waitress at my favorite restaurant doesn’t even ask. She just brings it to me the way I like […]
I Don’t Want to Grow Up
At the time I am writing this blog, the two year anniversary of my Mother’s graduation to heaven is only a few days away. Lately, I have been missing those who have gone on before me. My mind drifts to memories of lazy mornings with my Grandmother, Aunt Peggy and Momma sitting around the dining […]