On November 17, 2008 at 5:36 pm my son’s father died. His name was James Carroll Payne but everyone called him Jimmy. He was 52 years old. I didn’t talk about him a lot, and when I did I seldom… Read More ›
Family
Sisterly Love
This is a perfect example of sisterly love. I went on a cruise the first week of March and requested a one-time International access plan from Verizon. It never worked, so when I returned, I called customer service and was… Read More ›
Why I Wish I Had Shingles
Dear Mom and Dad, Last Sunday afternoon I went to Urgent Care because I had the worst earache that anyone has ever had in the entire history of man. After a mere two hour wait, I saw Dr. Biggles. He… Read More ›
Why I Love Summer
I’ve just come from the local Farmer’s Market. I have red, luscious sun-ripened tomatoes, peaches that actually smell like peaches, ruby red raspberries, plums that dribble juice down your chin when you bite into them, and crispy cucumbers that are… Read More ›
Birds of a Feather
I was ten years old when I discovered I was white. It happened suddenly, and unexpectedly. Until then, I don’t think skin color existed for me, at least not on a conscious level, because it never occurred to me that… Read More ›
Being Thankful
Two days ago, HGTV Magazine arrived in the mail. It had a lot of articles about how to celebrate spring by adding “color” to your home. Most of the ideas were waaaayyyy out of my comfort zone. However, one suggestion… Read More ›
Being Sick
I’m sick. Not the “I need to go to the hospital” kind of sick. Just the “I need to call my mom and tell her I’m sick so she’ll feel sorry for me” kind of sick. Normally I would do… Read More ›
Looking for a Hero
“Hello, is this Julian Graham?” “Yes ma’am.” “Julian, my name is Kelly Harman. I found your ad on Craig’s list. You do hardscaping and landscaping, correct?” “Yes ma’am.” “Well Julian, I’m looking for a hero and I’m hoping that you… Read More ›
Why the mothers of sons will go to heaven
“Dr. K, it’s Kelly Harman. I need to talk to you about the boys.” “Hello Mrs. Harman, how can I help you?” “Well, quite frankly I think at least one of my three boys is has the makings of a… Read More ›
Conversations With My Son
My son Gary and I are only 18 years apart in age, so over the years we’ve had some pretty interesting conversations. The birth of his daughter Amelia four years ago generated some of the more memorable discussions, a few… Read More ›
