Wake Up!

This is a post I don’t want to write.  I would rather write about my empty nest experience or reminisce about my days as a young mom.  I would rather share my feelings about my daughter’s upcoming wedding.  Anything but this. I can’t ignore the subject that keeps invading my thoughts.  I can’t squelch that … More Wake Up!

Time Flies When You’re Planning a Wedding and Writing a Blog

This week marks two important milestones in my life. As I write this, it is the beginning of the one-month countdown to my daughter’s wedding.  All of the major decisions have been made.  Invitations have been sent and responses are coming in.  There are a few last minute details to attend to when I get to … More Time Flies When You’re Planning a Wedding and Writing a Blog

I Will, Always

I love a wedding!  Particularly when both the bride and the groom are special to me. And even more so, when it is clear that everything leading up to the wedding day was orchestrated by God. The groom is like a son to me, a big brother to my own son.  I met him almost … More I Will, Always

Home

Each year my family returns to a small town in south Georgia for a reunion. My grandfather and his eight siblings started the Blanton Family Reunion because they didn’t want to meet only at weddings and funerals. What a great idea. We’re still going strong over 50 years later! … More Home

Dress-Up Girl

I have an announcement . . . . I am a Queen.  I am aware  there is no  royalty in the United States of America, but that doesn’t matter.  I know I am a queen because my daughter is a princess . . . at least she looked the part at her wedding gown fitting … More Dress-Up Girl

Best Monday Ever

Monday mornings get a bad rap.  Everyone seems to dread them. It is the day of the week when most people have to get back into their routine after a weekend of rest and relaxation.  Social media is full of memes and comments from people bemoaning the fact that it is time to get back … More Best Monday Ever

48 Hours

Forty-eight hours just isn’t enough when 500 miles separates you from your offspring.  It isn’t enough but I’ll take it.  I will take advantage of every possible snippet of time that I can if it means being with my babies!  (Ok, so they’re not really babies, but every mom knows that age doesn’t define your baby). … More 48 Hours