Paper Doll Tales Posts

“Hey.  Mama.  What kind of face am I making?” I look over to see eyes frozen wide and mouth gaping in a petrified grin.  It’s her excited face reserved for…

Kids and Treasures

Fly

I pray that they will fly, even if they’re afraid of heights. I pray that they will eat pumpkin pancakes on the first morning that feels like fall. I pray…

Intentional Living

There’s nothing that requires patience quite like a kid four-years-old or under with shoelaces. Is it only my kid who insists on wearing her running shoes everywhere for every occasion…

Intentional Living

We see it first accumulate far across the marsh where the bright green spartina grasses get bisected by a harsher muddy green of live oaks and pines.  We see it…

Memories Thoughts

I’m in on a secret with all other musicians who have ever aspired to play Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony.  You know, the one we all know from the “Dum-Dum-Dum-Duuuuuummmm” notes that…

Intentional Living

When someone speaks the words “Courage” and “Conviction” into the box of a theater, those words scare.  Those words boom out all capitalized.  Those words capture and amplify.  Those words…

Intentional Living