A Field of Onions – Part 3
“Grief does not change you, it reveals you.” ~ John Green “Life is like a field of onions; one cries while peeling it.” ~ Proverb “Molly, honey…please try to stop fidgeting, you […]
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A Field of Onions – Part 2
“Grief does not change you, it reveals you.” ~ John Green “Life is like a field of onions; one cries while peeling it.” ~ Proverb “Molly….you’re going to be late, come on!”
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Bars – Conclusion
The Conclusion of My Experiences of a Barred Society Bars. I have been sharing of my experiences as a visitor on death row. Today, I will wrap up this topic, but I have a heart for this subject. If you’d like to continue a discussion offline, I would be happy to sit a spell. After
A Field of Onions – Part 1
“Grief does not change you, it reveals you.” ~ John Green “Life is like a field of onions; one cries while peeling it.” ~ Proverb Molly watched as the funeral director closed
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Bars – Part 3
The Continuation of My Experiences of a Barred Society Prison. It is a tricky subject to talk about much less write about. Most people have very strong feelings one way or the other. Last evening my husband and I were discussing our week ahead. I mentioned that I would be working on part 3 of
Awake!
In memory of: Evelyn Diekhaus, age 9 Hallie Scruggs, age 9 William Kinney, age 9 Katherine Koonce, age 60 Mike Hill, age 61 Cynthia Peak, age 61 And prayers for the family of Audrey Hale Do not cry for me I now play among the angels Instead shed tears for yourself Living among the demons.
Bars – part 2
The Continuation of My Experiences of a Barred Society Last week, I started a short blog series entitled, “Bars.” Sorry if the title fooled some of you. As you now know, the bars I am blogging about are prison bars. I wanted to share my experience as a prison volunteer for inmates on Tennessee’s Death
Bars – part 1
My Experiences of a Barred Society Bars. What image comes to mind? A place you go after work where everyone knows your name? A scene of friends, laughter, music, noise. Right? For me it conjures up a very different scene. What many do not know about me is that I have spent the last fifteen
A Wounded Heart
Art by Moon Diva Art A heart of grief. My family experienced another loss last week. This time is was my last living uncle. Since December 2018 my husband and I have attended the funerals of seven family members. A mother (me), two sisters (one for each), two uncles (me), two cousins (me). That is
Stormy Conditions
The sunset after the storm. I have been busy with family over the past week so I have not had a lot of time to think about what I wanted to write about this week. Here it is Monday afternoon, and I am just now sitting down to my keyboard. How does life get so
