Being Beautiful: All dolled up and everywhere to go
If you squinch your eyes just a little, open your imagination as far as it will go, and add a sprinkle of pixie dust if you have it handy, it’s not that hard to make them “real.”
Being Beautiful: A Kodak moment shared with my daddy
I wished that moment would last forever.
Being Beautiful: With all due respect to cats and hamsters, dogs rule at my house
Ah, Sophia …
I remember the days leading up to when she would be ours.
Being Beautiful: Musings on bridges built with love by women forged of steel
My mind is saturated with unforgettable mothers, I suppose because Mother’s Day marks our calendars once again.
Being Beautiful: Sometimes hope is all we have
This is a story of hope.
Being Beautiful: Memories, like flowers, bloom brightly in all seasons
What is it about flowers that we love so much?
Being Beautiful: Revision, reunion and the joy of second chances
My favorite prefix is “re.”
Being Beautiful: Far across the distance and spaces between us
I grew up with brothers, three of them, not a single girl child in our house when we were children.
Being Beautiful: From Air Supply to ZZ Top, Ricky Schroeder to John Stamos
Some of the things I did as a youngster make me laugh now.
Being Beautiful: Food for the body and food for the soul
Why are we so nostalgic?
Being Beautiful: What ever happened to Baby Jane?
Imagine with me, if you can, saving up your spare coins for a long time, heading off to an anniversary or birthday dinner at The Brown Derby, one of old Hollywood’s most celebrated restaurants.
Being Beautiful: Spreading sparkles from china cabinets to petting zoos
I was just a little boy with his mama, and we had driven up Dykes Chapel Road to Miss Jessy Jean’s house, Perry County’s own petting zoo, because she had at least one of every living thing created by God and known to man.
Being Beautiful: Of Willie Vee, Victoria Ivy and their unbroken circle of love
Let me be guilty of many things, but never of ingratitude.
Being Beautiful: And the greatest of these is love
“Three things will last forever: faith, hope, and love — and the greatest of these is love.”
Being Beautiful: Recalling rides from Fred Flintstone to Fats Domino
The quick transformation from buggies to Buicks and long walks to Learjets astonishes me.
Being Beautiful: Friends for a season, friends for a reason, friends for a lifetime
William Shakespeare said it best: “I am wealthy in my friends.”
Being Beautiful: The scent lingers
The aroma of spearmint chewing gum just opened, fresh from the wrapper, takes me all the way back.
Being Beautiful: Mining for the pots of gold at rainbow’s end
If I had asked my daddy about William Wordsworth, likely he would have said, “Is he from over in Jones County somewhere? I don’t believe I know him.”
Being Beautiful: What would Mary Tyler Moore say?
“Who can turn the world on with her smile? Who can take a nothing day, and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile? Well, it’s you
Being Beautiful: This little light of mine, I’m going to let it shine
I ran away from it all. Sometimes I thought about running forever and never looking back.