On the way home tonight, I stopped by the car wash. I inadvertently ended up on a dirt road on my way to the funeral home for a coworkers family member’s visitation. I had a coating of red dirt on a dark vehicle that just had to get washed off. When I pulled in to …
Tilling the Soil
My Daddy always had a garden when I was growing up. It started off as a small garden but over the years he expanded it down towards the woods by our house. It eventually became two large gardens that intersected one another. Every spring and fall he would pull out his old Snapper walk behind …
Threadbare
When I was a little girl, I had a yellow blanket that I slept with every night. The blanket had, at one time, been a heated blanket because there were little pockets where the elements must have been. It had one of those satin ribbon edges and I absolutely loved rubbing the satin edge on …
The Battle is Not Yours
Revenge can be so tempting. The urge to hurt those that hurt us can be so overwhelming, especially when people kick us at our most vulnerable. I've been there. I've wanted to have the last ugly word, the last snarly laugh, and the last dig. I've wanted to give people an ounce of the mess …
Faith, Wisdom, and Love
Early this morning around 3:30 a.m., I was startled awake by some sort of noise outside of my bedroom window. In my slumber, I thought that it sounded a lot like someone rattling the screens of the window. I jumped up out of bed and stood silently in the quiet of the bedroom. I listened …
Messpot Diaries 