In downtown Atlanta, Georgia, tucked in between the World of Coca Cola and the Georgia Aquarium, right on the edge of Centennial Olympic park, you will find the National Center for Civil and Human Rights. I hesitate to call it a museum because it is so much more than a look back at the history […]Read More Exploring Freedom & Dignity
I had a strange and frustrating day yesterday. I had taken a day off of work to handle an appointment and I was looking forward to an entire afternoon to myself. On the way back from my appointment, about 20 miles from home, my truck broke down. Actually, my husband’s truck that I had borrowed […]Read More Angels Watching Over Me
Home may not be the location you were born in, or grew up in, but finding that place where bone deep, your heart sings, I’m home. Now that’s a journey worth taking. And some times it leads you right back to where you started. I’m always drawn back to my hometown of Omaha, Nebraska, but […]Read More When you know, you’re home
June 21st, Summer is finally here! All the crops that are going in, are in. The hay is put up. Time to watch everything grow. Random thoughts on Summer. No buses – kids are out of school! Is that the sun? Wow, I miss that. Fresh tomatoes, basil, oh my! Must be by water… oceans, […]Read More Summer Time!
I often get teased about my colorful Midwest language. I was in my home state of Nebraska last week and I heard a new one that I’m still laughing about. I can’t wait to slip this one into ‘polite’ conversation when the time is right. “He’s more crooked than a dog’s hind leg.” This one […]Read More Only in the heartland
I’ve been trying to write this post for over a week now. Every time I sit down to write about the devastation taking place in my home state, I sit and stare at the screen. I just can’t seem to find the words. Hopefully by now you’ve seen the pictures and videos of the devastating […]Read More Nebraska’s On My Mind
Nebraska (and much of the Midwest) is still digging out from near-record snow this past weekend. As I write this from Atlanta, I’m a bit homesick because I grew up experiencing these thrilling blizzards and having fond memories of playing in the snow. Does anyone else remember when the city used to flood and freeze […]Read More Winter Lessons That Last