Marking the Days

Those stairs.  Those beautiful stairs.  They were one of the main reasons we chose our house.  I had seen them once or twice before as a child and was enthralled.  Shortly after the for sale sign went up in front of the two-story colonial home in my parents’ neighborhood, my husband and I had an … More Marking the Days

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

Feelings are Fickle

     “I think I’ve figured out what is wrong with me.  I don’t feel like a mom anymore”! Those are the words I texted to my good friend, knowing full well she would respond with words of encouragement.  She understands because she is in a similar season of life.  The main difference between us … More Feelings are Fickle

Cookie Girl

Have you ever had something as simple and seemingly insignificant as a cookie take you back in time?  I have.  It was just a few weeks ago. There I was, pushing my cart down the aisle of my local grocery store (Publix, of course) when I came upon these lovely little cookies, prominently displayed to … More Cookie Girl

23

Charlie Civility Cone Eason, Alberta Cora Eason Blanton, Mary Ann Blanton Edwards and me, Kimberly Ann Edwards Wilbanks. My Great-Grandmother, my Grandmother, my Mother and myself all have something in common. Each one of us were married at the age of 23! My Great-Grandmother was born September 28, 1885 in Eason Crossing, Georgia. She married … More 23

And So It Begins

After much contemplation and talk, I’m finally doing it! I’m adding my voice to the world of blogs. “Why”? you may ask. Well, it has been over a year since my 2 children have “left the nest” and that reality has set in. Now, what do I do? It’s true. They both graduated from college … More And So It Begins