Bless Your Heart, Rae Sutton
Since I was 8-years-old, I’ve loved to tell stories. (I also told a lot of lies when I was a kid. Wrong, yes. Creative lies, though, yes.) My dream has ...
The Goat Has Hoof Rot
I haven’t written a blog, sent a newsletter or recorded a podcast in some time. As John Lennon once told his beautiful boy, life is what happens when you’re busy ...
You (and the North Pole) are in Jeopardy.
My boy still believes a stuffed toy jet sets all over the house at night. I think it’s time to tell him the truth (he’s 10), but my husband says ...
The Meanest Rain in Mississippi
The heavy August rain had left humidity hanging in the air. Steam rose from the aged black top road. The old white farmhouse sat wet on top of the shady, ...
The Old Has Gone. The New Has Come.
I first met Danny several years ago in the local McDonald’s drive-thru. He was on the other side of the window– a loud, expressive kid with colorful hair. He knew ...
Follow the Science…Follow the Science.
Coronavirus cases are on the rise. The entire country– the world– is in a state of panic. Ever seen Contagion? That’s the script we’re living in– except the virus in ...
Sunday, November 22, 1992
I grimaced at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. The black velveteen dress smothered my pudgy belly and the tight sleeves nearly cut off the circulation to my plump pale ...
The Head of the Line
Last week, my oldest friend’s mother died. Kristen and I were the best of friends for years. I talk about her in my first book and she was with me ...
From Doc McStuffins to Grey’s Anatomy
The fourteen-year-old girl said to me a few months ago, “Mama, I really want to redo my room. It’s too babyish.” My first thought was of the poor painter who ...
They Always Need You, Mama
My 13-year-old daughter has been playing softball since she was seven and had a pink bat and pink socks and a pink helmet with her initials on the front. So, ...