Uncategorized / 11.08.2017

Our kids have taken to calling me ‘Ma’. They sound like they are from Boston and not Nashville but they love it so I let it go – could be worse I suppose. “Hey Ma” rings through the house and I am reminded of my place in their lives… The thing about being a Ma is that you have known them the longest. You got to be a twosome, a duo, partners in crime from the very beginning (maybe they were crimes of sneaking extra cheeseburgers or strawberry ice...

Uncategorized / 10.08.2017

I think it happened around the fourth grade for each of our children. When they lost that sweet voice that called out in a sing-song "I can’t wait to go back to school to see all my friends and meet my new teacher and learn how to write in cursive - yippie". Now all I hear from behind their closed bedroom door is “huh – summer is over?" And every year since, the indignation escalates… 5.) “Why is summer so short?” Well, let’s see. You just had an 11 week break...

Uncategorized / 06.08.2017

Here in the South, August is back to school time. For my Northern friends that sounds all wrong because your last day of school was sometime in mid to late June but around here the school doors are locked before Memorial Day so we have used up our summertime allotment by early in the eighth month of the year. It is interesting too because I am pretty sure the school board has some secret almanac to predict the hottest, most humid day of the year and that’s how they...

Uncategorized / 02.08.2017

If the idea of living more simply is on your mind, then you may enjoy a quick read I just devoured. Notes from a Blue Bike: The Art of Living Intentionally in a Chaotic World by Tsh Oxenreider I contend that books are one of the nicest and most thoughtful gifts, especially if you know someone well. A well chosen book, at the right time, can unlock doors in the mind that no podcast can or take you back to a time in history that no documentary can ever recreate or...

Uncategorized / 29.07.2017

“Wow, you are taking a sabbatical? An actual career break? And you really didn’t get fired or downsized– you just chose to leave your job? Wow. SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?” Do? What am I going to do? First of all let me tell you what I am NOT going to do. I am NOT going to tell you all about de-cluttering my house and selling things that still have tags on them and hauling bags the size of baby elephants full of unnecessary impulse Target purchases to...

Uncategorized / 26.07.2017

Ok, so it wasn’t exactly an epiphany and it would have been so much easier if there had been a lightning bolt, a neon flashing light, an unequivocal sign from God that spelled out in skywriting exactly what I should do (preferably with a calendar invitation too). Sadly, I have no epiphany to share with you. It was just thousands of signs and thoughts and moments that when mashed together, became a decision. A decision I couldn’t ignore. And it all began with the seed of an idea… When you...

Uncategorized / 18.07.2017

My husband and I share a strong Scottish heritage and his grandfather often quoted the wise words of Robert Burns: "O would some power the giftie gie us to see ourselves as others see us.” As news spread that I was leaving the company to take a sabbatical, my inbox filled, the phone rang, the text messages flooded in. I received heartfelt cards at my home – mementos that I will always treasure – and some of the nicest compliments I have ever received. It was so great it honestly...

Uncategorized / 15.07.2017

“Just hit send” – that was my husband's advice as I hovered over the message I had written giving my resignation. The idea of a sabbatical had always sounded intriguing and in under five minutes I could come up with my typical Type-A laundry list of all the things I would do if only I had the time. It's a fun exercise and one that I often entertained while stuck on long layovers in the Atlanta airport. But to actually do it? As it became clear that I was ready...