Obituaries

Picture this, it’s 5AM on a Sunday morning and a twenty year old girl walks into a dark, empty, and stale local radio station that looks like a time capsule from the 70’s. This is her part-time job that helps provide for her husband and two young children. She arrives in the early morning hours … More Obituaries

The Legacy Cake

I reached a new milestone in adulthood tonight. I baked a cake, and not just any cake…. My Granny’s famous chocolate cake. I’ve never fancied myself a baker. It’s much too precise of a skill. Measurements, timing, temperature, detailed ordering of steps, they all must be exact. I am not an exact kind of person. … More The Legacy Cake

A Sturdy Table

Sitting at our table this morning I was thinking about how it really doesn’t fit in our dining room. We moved a little over a year ago and this space is calling out for something more round, or maybe my heart is just yearning for something more attractive. This old table is full of scratches, … More A Sturdy Table

Sands of Time

“Soak it in. The time goes so fast.” If I’m being honest, that age old sentiment that is forced upon every new parent was so tired when they were little. After hearing it one hundred and one times, it was slightly annoying to hear… again and again. Each time I would smile on the outside … More Sands of Time

Healing

Wondering waiting healing.. Healing reeling feeling… Against again my friend… Lost but found in him… Count and count again… The renewing that never ends… On and on again… Love, oh endless love… Thoughts that are high above… Flawless plans unfold… Healing is coming home… Written By: JD Arbuckle

The Peace Lily

A peace lily, arguably the only plant I am capable of keeping alive. I never seem to grow tired of its dramatics. Quite honestly, this little plant fascinates me. Week after week, I fail to show it the proper attention. Week after week, it’s luscious green leaves weep to the floor in a dramatic exhibit. … More The Peace Lily

The Mischievous Elf

We all have those days… You know, the ones where we barley have the gumption to crawl through the front door at day’s end. Then once you have dragged yourself through the door you are welcomed with the next catastrophe to be mitigated. This ravaged elf was a perfect metaphor for my day, and a … More The Mischievous Elf