Mama said there’d be days like this

I was late coming home from work. I had been early getting there. My new contact lenses had suction cupped onto my eyeballs. The house that I had left tidy that morning had been reduced to a reenactment of the apocalypse – the Toys r Us version. One kid had eaten and...
What homesickness tastes like

What homesickness tastes like

Sometimes you are so homesick you can taste it. And today it tastes like birthday cake. My little brother turns 8 today. And I am not there. But worse than that, my oldest son is not there. Jackson and Karabo; Karabo and Jackson. They have been friends since Jackson...
Because a picture’s worth a thousand words

Because a picture’s worth a thousand words

I’ve been hitch hiking down memory lane. Enjoying the view. Remembering the smells. Because it’s been almost two years since we last boarded a 747 headed toward the Southern Cross. Two years is a lifetime when measured in relationships. Relationships that...

Coming to America

Free refills. To this day that is one of my all time favorite things about America. Since Paula Jean, Charity, and Olivia all proposed posts with traveled-related themes I thought I would give you guys a few of my favorite snapshots from my “Coming to America”...
Because a picture’s worth a thousand words

Propose a post

Wanna play a game? Over the weekend you tell me in the comments what you would like to hear me write about. And by Monday I will have picked one of your topics. And composed a post. Based on your “propose a post.” In the meantime, I’ll be in one of...