In last week’s blog post, I told about how a Literary Agent set me on a Solo Journey of Indie Publishing. I knew my dream destination—publication of my memoir, but I felt hesitant to take the first step forward. Like when I approach my yearly solo journeys-- the destination is determined but there is uncertainty … Continue reading Solo Journey: Dream Destination
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Happy Cancerversary!
Cancerversary is a ‘milestone defined by you’ according to the National Coalition for Cancer Survivorship #cancerversary. That’s what June 22 is when I celebrate my survivorship from triple-negative breast cancer diagnosed in 2000. While my situation was cancer, your life-changing event may have been divorce, sobriety, or some other thing that irrevocably altered your life. Each … Continue reading Happy Cancerversary!
Places in My Path: Coquina Beach
The beach called me early this morning. I wanted to start my day walking by the water -- always a place of renewal. Does that draw come from the nurture experienced when we were floating in our mother’s womb? Is it from the release that’s felt with baptism or the desire to sail across the … Continue reading Places in My Path: Coquina Beach
Better than a Pen Pal
One of my favorite classes in elementary school was geography, especially in Miss Harrington’s fourth grade. I loved how we learned about the lives of people in faraway places. Back in that day, we would say they lived ‘overseas’ and that seemed like an insurmountable distance. The only people in my family that had traveled … Continue reading Better than a Pen Pal
Eye on the Sparrow
I sit at the dining room table and write, occasionally looking up at the window where there’s an attached bird feeder. It’s the first one I’ve ever had so close for my viewing and since the word’s gotten out, we’re attracting lots of small birds and an occasional cardinal. Now that I’m home a lot … Continue reading Eye on the Sparrow
Bright Side of the Road
Bright Side of the Road. That’s the title of one of my favorite Van Morrison songs that I enjoy dancing to at the Sunday Night Swing Dance. Sometimes I’m fortunate to have William as my partner. He’s from Belfast, Ireland and remembers seeing Van Morrison performing in the local clubs before he was famous. While … Continue reading Bright Side of the Road
Prayin’ Trees
I didn’t know what to say to her, my nursing director who’d found her husband after he’d committed suicide. What can words do when someone has had such a tragic loss?Later, when I was driving home from work, riding through the country, I noticed a huge oak tree in the middle of a pasture. Underneath … Continue reading Prayin’ Trees
Follow Your Whim
Just three days into January and I’m starting to feel boxed in. It’s not the record cold weather, or my Christmas decorations losing their luster. This is the season when I start to ponder where I might go on my solo journey, my yearly pilgrimage. The snow in the forecast reminds me of a similar … Continue reading Follow Your Whim
Journeys to the Past
At this time of year, I feel a yearning to return to childhood. I long to smell the cedar tree decorated with a string of large multi-colored lights and icicles; to taste the cherries in my aunt's paper-thin cookies; to feel the rush of being in the basement of Rose's Dime Store looking at my hoped-for … Continue reading Journeys to the Past
Childhood Dreams
The dream of riding a horse in the wide-open West had been with me since I was a girl. Those Saturday morning shows like Roy Rogers spurred my interest, making me want to feel that freedom from a saddle. When my Aunt Polly told me stories of visiting the Tetons, my dream broadened to riding horseback … Continue reading Childhood Dreams
Connie Rosser Riddle 