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
My last novel, Unfailing Love, dealt with choices the protagonist made in her life and how they impacted her life. I am posting a portion of the epilogue regarding her choices. This book was written in first person, therefore, these are the words of Lucy… Epilogue “Because of my life’s experiences, I’ve concluded that everything has revolved around the choices I’ve made. Over the years many of my choices led me down a dark lonely path, but I’ve made many positive ones as well. As I reviewed the multitude of choices I had made over the years, it was like I was looking … Continue reading Choices
My earliest recollection of my Grandmother Harrill goes back to about 1948. There was a picture of a guardian angel hovering over two little children crossing a treacherous body of water on a rickety bridge hanging high on the beadboard wall in her sitting room. She would gather me onto her lap and explain to me that we all have a guardian angel to watch over us. My little blue eyes were filled with wonder as I listened to her. I remember the aroma of snuff on her breath as she told me about Jesus. I recently found out that in the late … Continue reading Memories of a Godly Grandmother
All of North and South Carolina is hunkered down for the upcoming hurricane…lest we forget the past…Hugo and Hazel. Our beautiful states were blasted with winds, tornados, and rain like we had never seen before. It was like being trapped in a cage with destruction taking place all around us. We might compare those storms to the Blitz when the Germans bombed Britain in the 1940s. High winds blew the windows out of our new home in Monroe…wrecking havoc on our furniture, my organ, and my piano. Sheet music and books I had collected over my lifetime were being drenched with water as I stood helpless … Continue reading He still calms storms!