Moving to a new place where you know nobody or much of anything about it feels a bit like a treasure hunt. You’re grasping for whatever looks graspable and every little thing is a clue that will hopefully lead you to your next open door. Some clues are big and obvious—like meeting the only personContinue reading “treasure.”
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hygge.
/noun/ [hoog-uh]: the feeling of coziness and contentment evoked by simple comforts, as being wrapped in a blanket, having conversations with friend or family, enjoying food, etc. As a Florida girl, I had never heard about this phenomenon called “Crust Cruising.” It’s springtime magic. The days get warm enough to melt the snow a littleContinue reading “hygge.”
Crazy.
Dear G’ma, I guess it’s a little crazy that I’m writing these to you. It’s just a lot crazy that you’re gone and I guess it’s helping me cope. I know we know our grandparents will get older and will pass away but that doesn’t mean it will be easy. When I start to getContinue reading “Crazy.”
Voicemails.
Dear Grandma, I re-listened to all of your voicemails last night. Last week, too. It’s something I’ve been doing when I feel the urge to hear your voice. Some of them were under 20 seconds, and part of me was surprised I saved them because they didn’t say much. But boy did they say MUCH…hiContinue reading “Voicemails.”
To Grandma
Dear G’ma, A lot of people miss you. We talk about how it comes in waves, how we will be okay until we’re at the grocery store picking out bacon and the salty tears start to fall. You made the best BLTs in the whole world. I know they couldn’t have been that special ingredient-wiseContinue reading “To Grandma”
Grandma Dixie.
Grandparents are special, aren’t they? I’m seeing the early stages of this with my parents and my brother’s little ones. The relationship seems to be one of mutual delight and adoration and I couldn’t love it more. I was soo lucky to have that relationship with my grandma for 33 years. Delight and adoration, andContinue reading “Grandma Dixie.”
prima facie.
[prahy-muh fey-shee-ee, fey-shee, fey-shuh, pree-] adverb at first appearance; at first view, before investigation. Prima facie, I saw the father and his little blonde daughter on a dinner date and I smiled too big to be in the middle of the crazy Friday night rush. My smile didn’t fade as I greeted them, because she was polite and darling and he was proud and attentive.Continue reading “prima facie.”
cynosure.
[sahy-nuh-shoo r, sin–uh-] noun something that strongly attracts attention by its brilliance, interest, etc. Where have we been?! I’m sorry, reader, we’ve been out frolicking through fields of wildflowers, popping Zyrtec, fishing with a handsome boy, and slinging a lot of prime rib. These are not sufficient reasons to stop writing; I’m happy to report that PalContinue reading “cynosure.”
afterglow.
noun [af-ter-gloh] the pleasant remembrance of a past experience, glory, etc. I am so unbelievably thankful that I got a week off to meet my niece and see the rest of my family during the busiest time at the saloon (seriously, thank you, Marcia and Amy!) I couldn’t have enjoyed it any more than I did. Baby Hannah is as precious asContinue reading “afterglow. “
footloose.
[foo t-loos] adjective free to go or travel about; not confined by responsibilities. Sometimes it’s 18 degrees but you have to walk the dog anyway after a long night of waiting tables. Sometimes you try to rush it and jog a bit and fall on the ice. But then sometimes you see ten bright shooting stars within ten minutes. You run back inside, pour someContinue reading “footloose.”
