Sam turned 20 on November 4th. She asked me to get her a cookie cake (which we do every now and then). So I got her a Mrs. Field’s cake with balloons on it (made of frosting, of course) and with the text comprised of LSU colors spelling out “Happy 20th Birthday, Sam”. She loved it. It was a nice day. The next day I had work. When I came home I saw the red cookie cake box sitting on the counter and I peeked inside to see how much was left and I saw one piece. But what I saw about that one piece took my breath away! Continue reading Superstition With Reason
I read a post written by a lovely lady (Cathy Lynn Brooks) who keeps a blog devoted to her daughter, who was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and lost her life in an accident about a year ago. Truly a tragic story! Her story had me thinking about my situation surrounding my dad’s passing last month.
When I was little the backyard was one of my favorite places to be. There were so many reasons for this. In the middle of the yard we had the biggest pecan tree I’ve ever seen that dropped nuts all the time. I’d go out to play by the rowboat we had on the left side of the yard, often. One of my favorite things to do was to turn the boat over and see what was underneath. My dad kept it upside down and usually we just sat on it and played cards or talked but I LOVED to look and see what was underneath! Lots of juicy worms would curl up and writhe free from the dirt along with some slugs and skinks. I loved that!