I know that I’m not promised tomorrow. This colon cancer diagnosis stinks, but I know there’s a plan to work it for good. I have survived car wrecks that you wouldn’t believe I walked away from without even a broken bone. Most of my sick days were still available at work when this all started. […]Read More Not Promised Tomorrow
After a rare weeks-long cold snap, the Gulf Coast is back to normal. That means lots of rain and temperatures in the sixties. It means my dogs spend more time outside, and my students start to wiggle like worms on a hook. It means the air will soon be sweet with the smell of flowering […]Read More What’s Better Than Spring?
Chapter 1- San Juan, Puerto Rico Reverie’s shoes dug into a long, thin ribbon of sand behind the Orion Caribbean Suites, San Juan. The sound of the waves crashing against the breakers and the majestic striations of color that painted her little stretch of beach made it worth the extra work of running through the […]Read More A Broken Place
I am ready to see the end of 2020. It has been a strange year. Teaching online last spring was NO fun, and it made me appreciate my students more. Without that give-and-take in the classroom, not much learning takes place. We have been back in person (middle school) since August and have only a […]Read More Wishing My Days Away?
I’ve always been proud of my health. I rarely take a sick day, and most of my family has smooth sailing until about the age of eighty. Enter Dr. Summerlin, my OB/GYN who wanted me to have a colonoscopy last November. NO WAY! Nobody is doing that to me. I agreed to Cologard, and my […]Read More Healthy is as Healthy Does
Micah 6:8 is my life verse. I spent many years wondering why I was here, and I finally realized this was it: He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God. (NIV) Mercy […]Read More What is Good
I get so excited when we can dress up at school, especially this year. It’s been hard for me to be home when I’d rather be out and about, to wear a mask, and to be unable to hug my friends! I am a unabashed hugger. But I get to return to the 80s tomorrow, […]Read More Homecoming Week
I am honestly waiting for a Tyrannosaurus Rex to come marching down my street before this year is out dragging a slew of carnivorous dinosaurs behind him. I have survived house arrest, trying to breathe and teach through a mask (my history book teaches that water plus carbon dioxide equals carbonic acid, but who’s worrying?) […]Read More Another Hurricane–yep, it’s still 2020
Thanks to the dreaded “RONA” the 2020 Olympic Games have been postponed for a year. My novella “No Second Place” is a quick read with great reviews. Shameless self-promotion: my sister, Jean Driscoll, was a Paralympic athlete at a couple Olympic Games and then attended a couple more as part of the President’s delegation, so […]Read More 2021 Olympic Games
I woke up this morning in a comfy bed next to the husband I love. My two daughters live with us in a safe neighborhood three blocks from the beautiful Gulf of Mexico. I have a great family that loves me. Of course there are some characters, but since I’m a writer, this is a […]Read More Freedom