I have had a great life and am so grateful that God has blessed me in so many ways, yet throughout my life I have suffered disappointments. As a child I was never disappointed by my parents…they were the ones who were always there for me. I’m sure I disappointed them many times, but they always stood by me, no matter what. As a teenager, I was excluded from certain events because of who my father was…the pastor. I learned early in life to grit my teeth and deal with it. As I think back over my life, my first major disappointment was when … Continue reading Disappointments
Fall has left us and winter is here. The blanket of leaves in my yard have been blown, piled up, and burned. No longer do they cover the earth as if to keep the ground warm for the coming cold weather. I watched my husband as he diligently piled the dead leaves in heaps and prepared to burn them a few weeks ago. Isn’t that just like our lives? Yes, things that were once beautiful in our lives become less important and fall away just like those autumn leaves. Before we know it, those really important things in our lives are things … Continue reading What’s Really Important ???
As I think about growing up in the south during the 1950s, I get a warm, fuzzy feeling in my heart. The home I grew up in was somewhat different from other homes. My younger years, until I was married, were always in the shadow of a church. Everyone was watching the preacher’s kids. Therefore, I couldn’t get away with a lot of mischief. We had no television, so my main source of entertainment was playing the piano, riding my bicycle, playing with the neighborhood kids, and sliding down the red hills behind the church. And you could always find my little buddy, Socks, alongside me. … Continue reading Growing up in the south in the 1950s!!!
Brief synopsis of my faith-based Novel, Family Secrets Faith Simpson, a New York Police Department detective, grew up in North Carolina and was summoned back to her little hometown of Mint Hill for the reading of her great-aunt’s will and to settle her estate. Faith’s parents were tragically killed in a car accident when she was a child. Because there were no living relatives other than her great-aunt, she went to live with her at O’Gallagher Estate in the little town of Mint Hill. There she experienced isolation, mental abuse, and loneliness. Her only contact with the outside world was … Continue reading Family Secrets
I’ll never forget the terror I felt as a child when I heard adults talk about “mad dogs.” Certain times of the year, especially summertime, as children we would be told, “You be careful outside! There might be a “mad dog” out there. He will bite you!” If you don’t know what a “mad dog” is, it’s a dog that has rabies. During my growing up years in North Carolina, people let their dogs run wild and didn’t have them vaccinated. That word, “mad dog” conjured up fear in the hearts of every child throughout the south. Back in those days, children could be found playing in … Continue reading Rabid Dogs!!! Rabbit Tobacco!!! Exploding Watermelons!!!
Living in the south has truly been a blessing. Life’s a little slower, the air is a little cleaner, and the folks are jist plumb friendly. I must admit I’m southern through and through. I use southern dialect in my speech and expressions. I definitely use it in my writing. It used to be a well kept secret that the south is often called “heaven on earth.” So many people have moved here from the north, the west, and the mid-west…so the secret’s out. My husband and I have one friend from New York who wants to be one of the good ol’ southern boys … Continue reading “Y’all Come Back Now”
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In 2007, my entire life changed. I was going full speed ahead as a wife, a mother, a grandmother, and an employee of Union County Public Schools. That particular day was spent helping our new superintendent of schools get ready for his first school board meeting. Packets of information had to be prepared for each board member, food had to be picked up and arranged, and the room had to be in perfect order. As the conference room filled with people, I noticed I didn’t feel exactly right. I ignored the fact… Continue reading Why do I write?
We all leave footprints in the sand as we go through life. Little do we realize how much people are watching us. Have you ever tried to step in the same steps your father or mother stepped in? I did…I would follow my daddy and try to step into his footprints. My little legs wouldn’t reach far enough, so I simply ended up just following him. As I’ve grown older, I’ve realized there have been some who may have followed in my footsteps. I have tried to walk in the footprints of my Lord, but I must admit, I’ve failed many times. My heart’s … Continue reading Footprints
The photograph I have posted was made after I published my first novel. I think the date was in 2009 or 2010. I spoke to a group of over 200 ladies at the First Baptist Church in Salisbury. I was able to share my faith and my testimony and how I started this journey of writing. Please note that I had to have a microphone, because my voice was very weak. I contracted whooping cough at 60 years of age, and to this day, my voice has not returned to normal due to permanent damage from persistent coughing which characterizes pertussis (whooping cough). My right … Continue reading A Moment in Time